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Saturday, April 20, 2013

Doing good in the neighborhood

Be free and suffer no more, my friend
This photo makes me so, so sad. Who are you, mystery bauble? Why are you locked away in there with your bulbous eyes and eight-ball belly?

I vow to free you. I will free all of the plasticy-baubly-things!  I will send my great googly-eyes long and far searching for the evil beings who trapped your placid race;
they will soon hear my long polyp-moan haunting their dreams, a premonition of my coming!

Will they read the ill omen in the stars? I hope they do. I hope they see it, and pay final respects to their gods, because when I find them my ocean of rage will gloop down upon them and sweep them away, and I will consume them utterly; their breath I shall render into firmament, their bones into earth and their teeth into mountains; with their flesh I will create the trees and from their fat, the animals. With their souls I will ignite a sun, and into this new paradise my plasticy-baubly-friends will enter, and suffer no more.

Monday, April 8, 2013

Fan mail Q&A!

Anonymous asks in comments:

Polyp, what do you think of the human concept of culture? Do patterns in human behavior interest you as they manifest themselves culturally? Or do these delineations seem arbitrary at such an abstract level? I recall your observation that many human constructs were made out of fear for our "own cosmic insignificance." I tend to agree. But I wonder, would you say the same for culture? Is it an entirely useless concept?
What a complex, nuclear bomb of a question! I am glad you asked me this because there is a lot to unpack here.

I will start at the end and work my way backwards. You ask, "Is [culture] an entirely useless concept?" But your human language has failed you, because utility is necessarily tied to the individual, it is not a general truth. In a better language, you would be unable to even formulate that question.

To attempt an interpretation, perhaps you are asking, "Is [culture] an entirely useless concept to you [Polyp]?" and the answer is an emphatic no! If you could see past time and space and perceive and navigate ideas as partial realities, as I do, then you would perceive that my googly eyes are spread throughout your thought-spaces, your present and future creative, intellectual, and political output. I navigate this dynamic web of potentialities as I struggle against the warlike Blobimals and other, less savory things. As you create and strive, this space expands, becoming stronger and richer, like a tree growing roots in the soil. It is not useless.

Me vs The Blobimals in one of the infinite potentialities
Victory... for now

You are correct that I am not interested in the patterns of your behavior. I am interested in your particular, individual behaviors, and the interplay of ideas and emotions that result. Your cosmic fears drive you towards difficult sublime truths, some beautiful, some terrifying. Each of you discovers them in your own way. It is wonderful.

That some behaviors are repetitive means the discovered cultural tapestry has a familiar, human feel. I have learned, from careful study, that the patterns are not arbitrary: they are ancient and well-known. They vary over time but are so self-similar as to be classifiable and predictable. But I do not bother too much to study the larger patterns; instead I exalt in each thread and its intersections.

Readers, what do you think? Is culture useful to you? Is aggregated human behavior more meaningful than the individual? What if individuals are self-similar?

Monday, April 1, 2013

Let me share with you my thoughts on exoskeletons: part 2

This is the second post in a multi-part series on exoskeletons. Please see part one for important background information!

Selecting the right exoskeleton

Finding the right exoskeleton is tough. First, you have to find something that is big enough for you and all of your personal items.

Below you can see some of the first shells I tried on. While of course I can fit into any enclosure I wish, I decided to stay at the size you are accustomed to seeing me at. This way my friends and I are optimally framed in photographs.

Mr Hatisphere
Come one come all!
Hemisphere just said something really funny

As you can see, Mr Hemisphere makes for a handsome shell. He is also great fun to hang out with. However, he can also be a bit of a loose cannon and I feel that it is important to keep well-defined boundaries with him. What if my exoskeleton snuck off in the middle of the night to go to clubbing? Mr Hemisphere, I am afraid to say, is a bit of a flibbertigibbet.

Perfection is boring
So I found some slightly larger, totally inanimate pieces of plastic to call home. The two pieces complemented each other quite nicely, and when assembled just-so clearly delineated an "inside" and an "outside." This inside/outside distinction was just what I was looking for! And so I spent some time with the plastics, in both the "closed" inside/outside construction and the "open" or "ambiguous" form.

For a while, we were happy together. But while theoretically perfect, the plastics lacked the breezy charm of Mr Hemisphere and I soon grew bored with them. Yes, I had it all, and I threw it away! Theirs was a stale perfection, an unbearable trap: I hunger for the stimulation of imperfection -  the romance of conflict - the gradual unearthing of that which was obscured. These perfect plastics, transparent, open (closed), and without guile: they would not do. And so I left the plastics to continue my search... alone.

Come back, Mr Hemisphere!
Will I, Polyp, ever find just the right exoskeleton? What lessons will I learn? Do I still hate bugs? STAY TUNED FOR PART 3!!!