- Blaise Pascal (1623 - 1662)
Thursday, September 24, 2026
Recursive Centers
Tuesday, September 22, 2026
Information Theory
- Claude Shannon (1916 - 2001)
A Mathematical Theory of Communication
Sunday, September 20, 2026
Shadow Physics
But if so, that is of little concern to the scientist, who has good and sufficient reasons for pursuing his investigations in the world of shadows and is content to leave to the philosopher the determination of its exact status in regard to reality. In the world of physics we watch a shadowgraph performance of the drama of familiar life. The shadow of my elbow rests on the shadow table as the shadow ink flows over the shadow paper. It is all symbolic, and as a symbol the physicist leaves it.
Then comes the alchemist Mind who transmutes the symbols. The sparsely spread nuclei of electric force become a tangible solid; their restless agitation becomes the warmth of summer; the octave of aethereal vibrations becomes a gorgeous rainbow."
- Arthur Stanley Eddington (1882 - 1944)
The Nature of the Physical World
Tuesday, September 15, 2026
Unknown Shore
- Arthur Machen (1863 - 1947)
The Great God Pan
Sunday, September 13, 2026
Harmonic Order
- Proclus Lycius (412 – 485)
Note. This remarkable geometry is what meets the gaze of anyone who looks up at the Adolfo Suárez Madrid–Barajas Airport in Spain. We were racing through the airport to get to our flight from Madrid to Galicia last month (to watch the eclipse), my iPhone managed to catch a few vies of the beautiful overhead design in Madrid. Next to the Escher-like ceiling at the international terminal in Auckland, New Zealand, Madrid, this is among my all time favorites.
Saturday, September 12, 2026
Weathered Memory
Friday, September 11, 2026
Recursive Gallery
of stone closing around me,
I have forgotten the men I was before;
I follow the hated path of monotonous walls
that is my destiny. Severe galleries
which curve in secret circles
to the end of the years. Parapets
cracked by the day’s usury.
In the pale dust I have discerned
signs that frighten me. In the concave
evenings the air has carries a roar
Each of us seeks the other.
If only this were the final day of waiting."
- Jorge Luis Borges (1899 - 1986)
"The Labyrinth" in Borges: Selected Poems
Tuesday, August 04, 2026
Amber Apparition
Exhaled earth’s humid bubbles, and, emulous of light,
Reflected her lost forms, each in prismatic guise,
Hope’s harbinger, ephemeral as the summer fly,
Which rises, flits, expands, and dies."
- J.M.W. Turner (1775 - 1851)
Sunday, May 03, 2026
Luminous Forms
- Le Corbusier (1887 - 1965)
Sunday, April 19, 2026
Unreal Things
their own, in poetry as elsewhere.
We do not hesitate, in poetry,
to yield ourselves to the unreal,
when it is possible to
yield ourselves."
- Wallace Stevens (1879 - 1955)
Photographer's note. There is an amusing story behind this image, which I took with my iPhone yesterday after my wife, our eldest son, and I finished dinner at a local Nepalese restaurant. As we were waiting for the bill to arrive, I was transfixed by what looked like - to my eye, anyway - a mountainous dune-like vista (such as we had recently seen during our visit to Death Valley, CA). In "reality" this is nothing but a three foot section of wall near the ceiling, with the play of light owing itself to some light fixtures on the ceiling itself (which I cropped out of the image you see above). The "amusing" part is that while I was transfixed by the real-but-unreal dunes (and took a few loooong moments, as I usually do, to get the composition just right), our waiter was politely waiting by our table, equally transfixed by my fascination with what - to him - was nothing but peeling paint on a wall that needed repair! Indeed, when I was finished and approached our table to sit back down, I heard the tail end of a conversation that ensued behind my back between our waiter and my wife. My wife was explaining (as she has done countless times before in similar scenarios) that I "see the world a bit differently," even as our waiter kept apologizing for not having yet "fixed" the wall. Light, shadow, texture, reflection, paint, wall in need of repair, or dunes in the desert, ... which of these are "real" and which imagined? And what of the infinite other Borgesian worlds left unperceived and unexplored? Seeing the world differently, indeed 😊
Saturday, February 28, 2026
Shadow Belongs to Light
and the streams and the air and we,
are made of Light which has been spent, and
this crumpled mass called material casts a shadow,
and the shadow belongs to Light."
- Louis Kahn (1901 - 1974)
Friday, January 23, 2026
Glittering Universe
'glittering central mechanism of the universe'
but magic may be better description
of the treasure that is waiting."
- John Archibald Wheeler (1911 - 2008)
Monday, January 12, 2026
Beyond Form
can see beyond form, and concentrate
on the wondrous aspect hiding
behind every form, which is
called life.
their familiar life behind, will life
emerge in a new gown of continually
expanding beauty and perfection.
But in order to attain such a state,
it is necessary to achieve stillness
in both thought and feeling."
- Hilma af Klint (1862 - 1944)
Sunday, January 11, 2026
Cloud of Unknowing
to the intellect can never satisfy
the instincts of the heart."
Saturday, January 10, 2026
Absence/Presence
perennial Presence you see appearance.
Though the two are one and the same,
once they arise, they differ in name."
- David Hinton
The Four Chinese Classics: Tao Te Ching, Analects, Chuang Tzu, Mencius
Wednesday, December 24, 2025
Spirits Clad in Veils
- Christopher P. Cranch (1813 - 1892)
"Live, you say, in the present;
Live only in the present.
But I don’t want the present, I want reality;
I want things that exist, not time that measures them.
What is the present?
It’s something relative to the past and the future.
It’s a thing that exists in virtue of other things existing.
I only want reality, things without the present.
I don’t want to include time in my scheme.
I don’t want to think about things as present;
I don’t want to separate them from themselves,
treating them as present.
I shouldn’t even treat them as real.
I should treat them as nothing.
I should see them, only see them;
See them till I can’t think about them.
See them without time, without space,
To see, dispensing with everything but what you see.
And this is the science of seeing, which isn’t a science."
- Alberto Caeiro (1889 - 1915)
The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
"There are many faiths, but the spirit is one
— in me, and in you, and in him. So that
if everyone believes himself, all will be united;
everyone be himself and all will be as one."
- Leo Tolstoy (1828 - 1910)
Resurrection
Monday, December 22, 2025
Myriad Worlds of the Universe
- Siddhārtha Gautama (c. 563 or 480 BCE)
Wednesday, December 17, 2025
Geometry Made Visible
in the same sense that music
is number made audible."
- Claude F. Bragdon (1866 - 1946)
Tuesday, December 16, 2025
More Than the Mind Knows
- Minor White (1908 - 1976)
Minor White, Memorable Fancies
Thursday, November 27, 2025
Joyfully Reaching the Stream
Follow the way joyfully
Through this world and on beyond!
...
The fool laughs at generosity.
The miser cannot enter heaven.
But the master finds joy in giving
...
For greater than all the joys
Of heaven and of earth,















