The Larkin Industrial Complex: time for confession

Larkin, cigarette unlit, almost gesticulating with it, sitting in a squat, claustrophobic living room, bunny beside him, LPs lining the shelf, is nattering with John Betjeman, & delineates the whereabouts of a Poet’s influences. After remarking that people often criticism him for being miserable (though he believes himself to often be, somewhat humourous & doesn’t […]

Part iii & iv of my essay titled Integrated Information Theory as Formula for Poetry

Part i & ii here.  the axioms of IIT as given by http://www.scholarpedia.org/article/Integrated_information_theory (all italicized passages are IIT’s axioms from the link above.) Intrinsic existence Consciousness exists: each experience is actual—indeed, that my experience here and now exists (it is real) is the only fact I can be sure of immediately and absolutely. Moreover, my […]

Part i & ii of a iv part essay titled—Integrated Information Theory as Formula for Poetry

i don’t have the foggiest idea what i’ve done. i suppose i’d call it connecting the dots in some odd way. reading up on IIT all these thoughts homed in on me & this essay was produced. though i have edited & worked it, all the ideas were spawned organically, quite automatic & even against […]

Of Rhyme & Reason iii: the coda (vino in veritas revised)— the end as the beginning as the end of the…

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Of Rhyme & Reason: the coda (vino in veritas revised)— the end as the beginning as the end of the… vino in veritas (revised) i stopped tallying birthdays around the 17th Century —if my mind serves me faithfully my well of ink ran dry & only coin enough spare…

Of Rhyme & Reason iii: the coda (vino in veritas revised)— the end as the beginning as the end of the…

Of Rhyme & Reason: the coda (vino in veritas revised)— the end as the beginning as the end of the… vino in veritas (revised) i stopped tallying birthdays around the 17th Century —if my mind serves me faithfully my well of ink ran dry & only coin enough spare for my grape fused booze my […]