Nothing is wasted

Mid-Michigan Word Gatherers Prompt

Nothing is wasted. How could it be? We must realize how much effort is required to make the simplest of objects. To manufacture a paper towel for example, requires at least ten, and up to 25 times its weight in water. And that’s supposedly for a modern, efficient paper towel plant. To some, that might seem like waste. The five gallons of water used to make that paper towel. But another way to look at it could be that we are taking humanity that much faster down the path of crisis point. That much sooner to our doom and redemption. That much sooner to the moment when we have no clean water to sustain the vast majority of currently existing communities. That much sooner to the moment when humanity is forced to evolve into a new being. If everyone could visit a paper towel factory, and see the tons of water used, they might have a better understanding of reality. But that’s one thing our current society is doing everything to avoid.

We see CG images on TV and fail to remind ourselves that it’s a layer away from reality. We hide death, and anything that might be related to death. We don’t want to know. And without death, life can’t be complete. Can’t be three dimensional. Can’t be four dimensional. Can’t be real.

It’s the background noise, waste, if you will, that allows the portion of reality that we think is the whole thing, to emerge. It’s the background waste that is the fabric from which the reality we inhabit is formed.

Daily Prompt: Disruptions Come Home To Roost

Daily Prompt: Disrupt

I disrupt others’ plans, activities, lives. I used to think I disrupted unintentionally, but by my teenage years, my inchoate integrity informed me that I enjoyed disrupting, and did it on purpose. I thought I was the broadener of viewpoints. Oh how simple things were then.

Now, disruptions come to roost at my house. As I learned at the steel mill, back in 1976, what goes around, comes around. It took many years to understand the meaning of this profound and pithy statement of resignation and fact.

Just like the Jesus teaching about how hard it is to see the beam in our own eye. Some people think it’s a criticism of humanity, but I think that Jesus was, well in advance of his time, stating the scientific fact that consciousness developed to give its owners’ a heads up about dangers in the outside world. Our eyes, ears, noses, all point outward. Most of us have to rely on others’ outward vision to reflect our own images back to us.

Steel Mill: By Payton Chung from DC, USA (Fiery Finkl Forging) [CC BY 2.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

Beautiful Bio-Luminescent Luciferase

Daily Prompt: Luminescent 

Firefly Image with Flash (above) and its own light. Attribution: Emmanuelm at English Wikipedia

Way back in 1974, I was already a nerd. I had a summer internship at the National Bureau of Standards (now called the National Institute for Standards and Technology or NIST). My posting was to the micro-calorimetry lab, where I got to work on a project to determine the heat of reaction of the luciferase based chemical reaction that happens in the tail of a firefly

At one point, we actually put a live firefly- (this is not the kind we used) in the calorimeter, and watched the heat being given off by the insect. It was a very sensitive instrument, and the energy graph was pretty ragged. But then there was a big spike. The whole unit was opaque, so we couldn’t see anything, but we figured that the firefly was lighting up at that point. Who knows, maybe it was just mad at us and trying to get out. We released it, unharmed. Not so lucky were the ones that got killed for their tails. I wondered if they paid little kids to go collect them.

I was informed of the chemical reaction that allowed the fireflies their trick. That had already been figured out years ago!

It was a fun summer. I realized then that I did not have the patience to work as a scientist, and decided to go to engineering school instead. Twenty years later, I ran across an article in a technical journal about how scientists had finally managed to do something practical by using this compound to make a field kit to measure oxygen levels in streams and other bodies of water.

What I had realized years before was that the scientists were just having fun.

Nothing wrong with that. So did I. And I am still working in the field.

They didn’t pay us much. If we didn’t have family need, we got I think $12.00 a week. It almost paid my part of the gas money I gave to the janitor and the technician who gave me a ride out to Gaithersburg. The janitor was a down to earth, friendly guy. The technician was more of a grouch. I wonder what they thought of me. There were not too many females in technical fields then. Even less than today.

Daily Prompt: Luminescent 

 

Inchoate

Daily Post Prompt

Feathery “scales” of an unknown species of beetle I found on my office door years ago.

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It seems that there is little love for the word inchoate, at least among the Daily Posters I briefly perused.

This might be the first time I am using it myself, but certainly it is not new to me.

My knowledge of how best to employ “inchoate” is certainly inchoate in the dictionary sense. A beginner’s knowledge.

But inchoate as the Daily Prompt can lead us beyond a dictionary excercise.

Commonly used to refer to negative emotions on the brink of emergence, inchoate anger  is in my repetoir. Inchoate longing is a more frequent guest in my heart. Inchoate fear a permanent resident.

Explore

Bee Head (Scanning Electron Microscope)

There is always more to explore.

You can look out.

You can go out.

You can look in.

You can go in.

Look up, or down.

But if it’s exploring, you have to see things in a new light, even if the things you are seeing are not new, or even new to you.

Every day, our experience reinforces some characteristics of who we think we are, and also offers us the chance to change.

I like to explore insects that I find lying around dead, using my microscopes.

Insects have fascinating structures. Here is a series of scanning electron microscope photos of a bee head, zoomed in to see the ball joint that lets the bee control the position of its antenna. 

Note the varying length of the hairs. Those that would cause interference otherwise are shorter!
Zoom of short hairs on bee antenna.

This last image was obtained at 500x original magnification. Note the 100 micron scale in the upper right. That is 0.1 mm.

When you are looking at something at even 50x, there’s a lot to see! You have to learn to see what’s interesting.

Daily Prompt: Explore

Nuclear Family in Ancient Rome?

The March 18, 2018 Ionia Sentinel-Standard ran an opinion piece which had a comparison of the USA today and the impending doom of the Roman Empire, way back when.

The writer noted that another writer had commented on the “Breakdown of the nuclear family…. [which had provided] a common set of norms and values and in turn drives the moral compass of a nation.”

The problem isn’t that parallels are not visible. The problem is that the Romans did not have a nuclear family structure, which could have broken down.

The Romans, like most ancient peoples, had other family arrangements, more extended than nuclear. And women and the young had little or no rights. Maybe it’s a good thing the Roman family structure broke down, and maybe ours will eventually get some needed improvements in this same manner.

 

Toxic

Daily Prompt: Toxic

This American Life, a radio magazine, broadcast an older show (Episode 289) from their archives about adult children confronting their parents with their sins, oversights, weaknesses, etc. The moderator noted that often the offspring find that they can bring expression of sorrow or remorse, but not explanation.

Struggling with my offsprings’ accusations, I see that there is not a total lack of foundation for criticism, but the new generation is judging by the standards of the new generation, which in part were brought about by the values the old generation espoused and worked for.

There is usually no practical manner to bridge the gap.

But this begs the question of what exactly is a value. We don’t often realize that we hold something as a value only when we feel it is insufficiently present in the world. Although I suppose conservatives believe that the things they value have been established fact for generations, if not millennia.

But there are always underlying conditions that work to make living in the valued way a challenge.

If that weren’t true, we wouldn’t think about it as a value, as something valued.

Values remain values until the world changes, and then they become the new baseline.

For example, most human beings in Western culture think slavery is wrong. Most of us who have learned about new forms of slavery have been appalled. We had thought that battle had already been won.

Anyway, my past failures can never be made up for. I am toxic until and unless I am able to weave a new life, always under the anxiety of a new release of the poison.

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Warning: Human Condition Ahead

Daily Post: Warning

Shark’s Eye https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Hexanchus_nakamurai_JNC2615_Eye.JPG

Human condition

Ahead. Take care. You can’t know

what the future holds.

 

To live is to kill,

to enjoy, to be set up

for pain down the road.

 

Our total life’s way

is the average of all our

perceptions and acts.

 

 

 

Frantic Buddhist

Buddha Sculpture, from Behind, Photographed at its site on the grounds of the museum Formerly Known as the Prince of Wales Museum, in Mumbai, India. This sculpture is just off the lower left of the image you see on the linked home page for the museum.

Daily Prompt: Frantic

Frantic, I looked up.

Dismayed, looked out, then around.

No help was in sight.

 

Panicked, I looked in.

Confused and confined, I peered

through my clouded mind.

 

Fearing, peering through

familiar mist, truths emerge,

exits call my name.