I SURF IMAGINARY WORLDS
|When I was young, I came to choose
Whether to continue on the path I was on,
Risk a lonely life,
Building the wall between me and others
With different impressions, different conceptions, different connections,
Uncomfortable silences when communication failed
|or Whether to choose a new path
Being more like others.
|Certainly it is a less lonely path,
Likely it is a more successfull path
in money, in friends, in family.
It is the path I chose...
....and yet ...the other path still calls to me ....
|Growing engrossed in problem solving
Creating abstract versions of complexities
Exploring abstractions and Alternate approaches
In complex worlds with different axes
|Creating complex surfaces
Where Height becomes POWER
Width a dimension ranging from growth to decay
And into the horizon, the diminishing dimension,
The Imaginary axis
The axis of F R E Q U E N C Y
|I build a pole in this imaginary world
A mountant that soars smoothly towards the sky
One mountain that Dominates, that Lords over the landscape.
At a distance, a gentle foothill remains
A foothill along the imaginary axis
Power dropping gently along the axis of frequency.
|I add another pole, and the mountains merge
But a small smoothe valley remains between
Two poles , two mountains soar and
Steepen the drop along the imaginary axis
Power drops sharply along the axis of frequency
|I add a zero to the two poles
A deep pit apart from the two towering mountains.
Through abstraction, I have created a filter.
In abstraction, I create imaginary surfaces.
In abstraction, I build mountains and excavate pits.
In abstraction, the path I once discarded calls to me,
And I surf imaginary worlds...~ ~ ~
~ ~ YES! ~ ~