time/space/reality

reality is not real.

welcome to my timescheme of spacetime.

timeframe overview.

transcending time.

time is numbers.

time is mathematical.

plenty of times.

i have grasped eternity in a single moment.

some times are displaced.

some times can be forgotten.

some times are memorable.

time can take the form of shapes.

time is expressed through subtle movements, motions.

occurences.

subtleties.

time is balanced. An equilibrium. Time is a fragment of our reality. Increments of time are objective. Composites of time are subjective. Pockets of time are lost. When items disappear. Time can be compared to volume, to silence. Endless amounts of ratios, fractions. Time speaks, hear the time sing. Remember that time? Floods the mind. Time is a measurement. Time is indefinite. Reality and time are directly linked concepts, that can be conceived as separate. Time is present, at once, absent. Time is future, time is past, time is contradictory because it never ends. What is the origin of time? Times of peace, times of unrest. Time is the reason, time is the way. Time is how we determine what is real.

...at the time... all the time. Any time. How many times?

Comprehend the fact that we travel through time. Condense hours to minutes. Compare days to years. Convert decades to centuries. Has it been that long? Time is paced, it is not fast or slow. Time is existence, it's been awhile... Time is space, it is ubiquitous.

If it weren't for time, there would be no change, and so I am grateful to time.

in 11 years from today, i will be turning 37... on 2/22/22

today, i am 26! happy bday to me..

Makrokosmos I

graphic notation by George Crumb


while computer conversations ring through my brain

i am vacant

who am I?

Question and answer

in the Mikrokosmos (Béla Bartók)

disklavier

this word appeared in my subconscious last week... and it seemed to stay there.

i would love to see a disklavier play Klavierstück X by Stockhausen.

AVARTEO

my sculpture for Art Basel 2010, at the Fuel Gallery, inspired and directed by my dear friend, John Graph

7' mixed media
i named him
AVARTEO

I love watching your rhythmic nature
flow right out of you
religion of vision
precision of perfection
diatonic magnitude
savor sound
I will exist
and i will love endlessly
the harmonics
savor me, surrender sound.

Playing the Radias

I played on the first floor of the artists' studios on South Beach on December 2, 2010. Carl took the video early in the evening. It was an excellent time. This is my setup right now.. the Korg Radias, which i control through my EMU Xboard-25, with the KP2 FX hooked up to the mic, running Cubase on Carl's PC with beats, songs and sounds that I produced in Ableton. The sounds that come out of that Radias, I am amazed by.

SOTO-METIC

Last event of the year on December 30! Soto is very excited... Beautifully designed flyer by my friend Franky...

Another Exquisite Corpse

Ending twilight Omega rising
Dusk from beyond
Your handwriting beckons retrospect re-connect
dissecting my voice with broken chords
Cadences Stile brisee Chaotic order ringing monophony
Transport telepathic phone call in fugato style
Mezzoforte sotto voce Believe what I say there are
no coincidences Only fate can check mate
Feel the pulp in every gulp
Of newspaper, today's headline reads...
Underwater, the planet breathes
Exhaling innocence divine haloes of the sacred mind
A circle within a circle a frame to find
An eye a face a trace a smile a style to define
A line figuratively alive
And round the ground bass magic of sound
variations abound movements, the twelfth fold
division of the octave sounds
referencing your mind tangled twine
spaghetti bliss first last kiss Forever is infinite
lest we forget... Alpha every Pythagorean comma
Moments bi-furcate, years conquer fears as the
Neopolitan ice cream icicles trickling tetrachords
Only us. Vibration and the subconscious of mother, collective
Earth, Inhabitants abide
She gives birth to a sigh absorbing the noosphere,
the universal mind's ear, everywhere alpha, the omega
is near, i hold you most dear within time's imperfect
sphere, this is why we are H E R E A C E G B D
the thirds are seeds Evolving Simean beings
Listening actively to the ringing in their ears!
Intrinsic music of the spheres Muses
three-fold may be SONG, PRACTICE, MEMORY.


by Carl and I

Tree Branches

my new album

recollection of some days

watery nature
everything from the same source
monogenesis
symbol equal to word

eye am not here and eye am not self.

sparkles on the water
vivid in the wind
Breathe our planet's breath

good day for a rainbow
slow beat heart motion
planet mathematics
microscopic pupil, center focus, background language
Harpsichord fingers in the digital realm
Welcome to our quality time, never ending bell
Eyes want to tell about the wind chimes__
observing wings in movement, adrift
Rhythm up with tidal wave, a spiral staircase to the
unseen; Ensō prism research, geometric tears
Nonordinary reality (to become a man of knowledge)

Poet language monteur
Morning events, azure overhang, cast eyes upward
looking for the everseen
swooned by midday captured enraptured
undefined senses of being on loudspeakers
Magic of mechanics, roots absorbed and never solid.