#428

Reflecting on the nature of bonds, their function in life and the spooling out of events in the universe. 

Had to type that with a blind cat hanging from my pants by her front claws. The nature of our bond and the nature of my bond with the keyboard in those moments was in tension. All I could do was move my legs and hips as much as possible for her while continuing to type. Only when the sentence was complete could I unhook her and give her some pets.

Atomic bonds. Chemical bonds. Blood binds. Oaths sworn.

Trust.

Yes, everything is built on bonds. Everything depends on them.

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Thinking back all of a sudden to when I was a kid and my dad would pose me engineering and physics questions my teachers wouldn't be pestering me with for years yet. They were usually practical and to do with something right in front of us. I was thinking of one regarding water tanks and cubic pressure. The inquiry was never about actual numbers, which is useful for getting my cooperation. I'm not busting out the slide rule on a basic day. It was about visualizing and applying one's mind to the problem; about cultivating both x-ray vision and precognition. 

If your vision is clear and penetrating and your thoughts lucid, your estimations will not lead you too far afield. What are the factors? Variables? Limits? Terms? Conditions? Sets? You look at a giant pile of dirt and think about what it would take to move it. You look at a giant pressurized tank at a refinery and guess about the stress capacities. 

What are the chronometric concerns? Why does it work? Which part would you have had to build first? Generally any one question would lead to several corollary or supporting questions, perhaps leading to the actual question that was the eventual point of the first question.

Guess this is why anytime anyone anywhere asks a question within earshot, my first instinct is to rush and provide my idea of a good and useful answer. A function of my programming. Interesting.

I think I would make a splendid analysis droid. I don't even have to care about this stuff or the answers in order to wonder and generate estimates, and indeed I do not. Just a brain reflex. I rarely give it my full attention.

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Ok man. I'm reading a book about clocks and wanna get back to that. More painting! Infinite painting! I'll be painting and sanding and painting again into July, maybe. Hilarious.

Peace!

--JL