[MD] another glimpse of Lila

[Joseph Maurer]

On Wednesday 27 February 2008 216 PM Ian writes to Peter, Joe
 
I was browsing the Ham / Joe thread thinking, where is this going ?
Saw someone pick up on the IV - V - I progression and thought, hang
on, we're playing the blues.
 
Yet still attracted to "harmonic" explanations, of things that arise
in complex adaptive systems - and the useful "rules of thumb" (of 7,
or 3, or 80/20, or octaves, or fractals, or Fibonnaci series) that
people extract from these patterns - like cicada reproductive cycles.
 
Of course seeing the repeated patterns / numbers as fundamental causal
"rules" is the deadly error. Harmony is the clue, not the cause.
 
Ian
 
Hi Ian and all,
 
I am trying to get my mind around: ³Harmony is the clue, not the cause.²
In some way to know anything is to know a pattern.  IMO in Pirsig¹s view a
part of that pattern is a DQ perception of value. I can see value as
harmony, but the perception of value precedes harmony.  In tying to get a
handle on that perception numbers are useful. 1 is unknown, 3 is unknown,
only the possibility of 3+3 is knowable theoretically.  It is not until
3+3+3+3 can a harmony of spheres arise and a knowable pattern be
established, unless one of the spheres is seeing the harmony.
 
In Marsha¹s post about the terror of her two year old grandson to a maybe
automobile backfire, harmony or time becomes a factor and a buffer for her,
not her grandson.
 
Joe



On 2/29/08 11:08 PM, "MarshaV" <marshalz at charter.net> wrote:

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> Greetings,
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> Once when my grandson was not yet two-years-old, we went out to the
> backyard to explore.  Hunter had wondered to the other side of the
> yard to investigate a stick.  He picked it up and with great pride
> turned to show it to me. Suddenly there was a loud noise somewhere in
> the neighborhood.  It was maybe an automobile backfire.  A look of
> absolute terror spread across his face, and I could sense the
> adrenaline shooting through his body.  He dropped the stick and with
> open arms started to run towards me. He ran as if a large black
> leopard was chasing him.  I scooped him up, held him tight and kissed
> his face from forehead to chin, ear to ear, until we both felt safe.
> 
> That was a moment I saved until now.
> 
> Marsha
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