Time and Space
The parallel between the concept of time and celestial navigation
by Paul Hall
The calendar was always a problem.
In reality there are two calendars (or more). One for orbits and another for rotation. Astral bodies orbit on their clastics or elliptical plane. This is where two substances meet that have no mass but only properties.
We translate the behavior of matter into laws of physics, but these laws are what we have observed in a situation in which matter interacts with itself on the surface of a significant gravitational mass. Where objects of any significant mass have a significant distance of separation there is a new form of energy acting on them which I label the Law of Determinant Reactants. In this environment, what is called determinant energy is applied on them and the larger the field of determinant energy the slower any astral body would travel.
Therefore, the earth's rotation is faster than it's orbit. So if I assume mankind was trying to develop a calendar for about six thousand years, than roughly the rotation calendar would be three thousand days in the future of the orbital calendar. Mankind has been trying to confuse time with celestial navigation.
Were a person to spend fifteen two-thousand-and-one US dollars to drive an imported car two hundred miles over level terrain, the same person would spend no money at all if the engine and computer could adapt the mass of the vehicle, passengers and cargo into a constituent of determinant energy because that energy would react upon the mass instead of the mass expending determinant energy of the mass of fuel and atmosphere to become a force greater than the reaction of surrounding masses of determinant energy upon itself.
Matter does not tend to remain at rest. Matter tends to remain in the summary trajectory of it's constituent inertia. Here's where we begin to use the scientific discipline of applied aesthetics. We can observe the form of matter performing a navigation within an environment of constituent inertia. The different avian form of a penguin, for example, because it flies in a hydrosphere instead of an atmosphere.
Here we begin to use our eyes as a computer to help us decipher the phenomena to come up with useful observation. And you thought it was a waste of time to go to the art gallery.
This is observed by the structure of natural objects such as wings, feet or fins. They still use energy to exert force, but they BEGIN to conform to determinant energy as also do certain space vehicles traveling through solar space which, because of budgets are forced to use gravity fields and orbits of other astral bodies to travel to their destinations.
But more and more we observe that the key to measurement or any other objective such as transport or shelter is conformity rather than imposition. It's like an artist trying to draw a scene, but instead, the artist uses the transposition of deeper reflection of thought or observation and instead of the scene, draws the forms necessary to the conformity of an object to the determinant energy of the scene.
This is what I imagine to be the instinct and the urge behind the works of individuals such as Moore and Chalder. They could not resist the urge to try to push the mind and the intuition beyond the common perception of reality. This is what I was beginning to do with my oil study on cardboard called "A Portrait of an Algebraic Equation" (click to go there). It's the metaphoric effort to look beyond the horizon.
So you could use the fascinating little engines that so preoccupied the king of France that it cost him his head to help visualize a proper calendar. Perhaps some day I could make one. As long, that is to say, as I can steer clear of the Mme. Dufarge's of our day.
We were getting somewhere with that back in the days of "Kinetic Art" in the sixties. The clock. That's the engine I mean here. A machine that does nothing. It's little hands spin round it's face like the theme song for the film "The Thomas Crown Affair" of that same era.
The big hand is the rotation of the earth, the little hand is the orbit of the earth and the needle hand is the orbit of the moon. I claim half of one percent royalties on the patent if you make one. You would have made something that would be vital to farming. At last you would be closer to knowing what day of a year what conditions are prevalent to constitute a season of that year. To a dairy farmer, instead of a calendar he or she would now have a cowlander.
Why couldn't they just pigeonhole the days into a year? Because days are different time factors than years are. The reagents of any biological situation are so delicate that trying to sinonomise days with years caused a resultant agricultural dearth such as that same king of France might have avoided had he been able to use his subsidized situation of royalty to discover that. Of course there was more to it than that. Obedience to the Law of Determinant Reactants of any situation in a biosphere tends to biological success, whereas imposition of ignorance using any knowledge of force available tends to biological dearth. The contrast, in other words, between days and the complete earth orbit may cause variations in growth cycles of biotic potential as well as secular trends in the weather.
That's the problem with the foot and mouth disease among livestock. In fact it's probably the other way 'round: "Hoof then Mouth" disease. It would be expedient to run a study of the phenomenon in a typical Australian cattle station where the proxemics are different.
The closeness of hoofed quadrupeds suggests a conformity to a turf that could be exposed to contact for a measurable amount of time. Again I claim the half of a percent royalties if you make this chronometer which is a bovine treadmill needed to keep animals with such close parameters as a Continental or North American ranch from damaging and infecting confined pastureland.
Such a treadmill would be of fairly significant length and would move according to a combination or blend of determinant factors such as turf deterioration and restoration capacity, contact and treatment of excreta, length of assimilation by the organism, and time of exposure to photonic radiation for sufficient photosynthesis and other factors such as the dormant periods of the animal and that of the vegetation.
A tread mill that is over and under would have these factors determine it's length on top and bottom, where the ramp would be exposed to photons, darkness, grazing, treatment, and maintenance. A treadmill that is circular now begins to emulate the orbital phenomenon of the cosmotic environment beyond and might also work.
Here the same process continues on the same level as a disk shape with the rhuminoid ambulating or ruminating on one given segment and the remainder of the disk reserved for the needs of the turf. Disk treadmills could be placed over each other to make cow towers much like multi level parking lots. Of course the typical attendant would be brave even if he or she might now be thought of as a cow ward.
They tried to mechanize the calendar, but it isn't machinery that spins in circles, it's a voyage through space. This was first realized during the development of the Chronometer. In order to measure longitude, one needed to correlate time with distance traveled.
Mr. Destiny.
written in Paris in 1980 by Paul Hall
(Yes, I wrote this song before they made that movie.)
(c) (p) by Paul Hall, 1987
The planet of six thousand years,
emerging from the ocean deep,
went wandering on a journey for
a rendezvous to keep
She was a spinning little azure clock
with a variegated face.
By destiny himself
she was read
as she spun through hyperspace.
Won't you tell me,
Mr. Destiny,
What did you read in time?
He read that history will repeat
like reels and scores of rhyme.
Are there absolutes
and speeds of light
to color all the free?
"Yes, my child,
the speeds which light
the crystals eternally."
Won't you tell me,
Mr. Destiny,
What did you read in time?
He read that history will repeat
like reels and scores of rhyme.
Yes. But then it was
a little while,
hatred borne in war's fierce file,
crystals' enemies got
all snuffed out
in the stars' composite style.
Why those truths
had gone unlearned?
Absolutes willfully scorned.
And, with a sweating brow,
out they bow,
mutations badly burned.
Won't you tell me,
Mr. Destiny,
What did you read in time?
He read that history will repeat
like reels and scores of rhyme.
HE READ THAT HISTORY
WILL REPEAT,
but this is
the very last
time.
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