Monday, January 19, 2009
New Science and the Abyss
"Bekenstein's work provided an important clue in resolving the paradox. He discovered that a black hole's entropy - which is synonymous with its information content - is proportional to the surface area of its event horizon. This is the theoretical surface that cloaks the black hole and marks the point of no return for infalling matter or light. Theorists have since shown that microscopic quantum ripples at the event horizon can encode the information inside the black hole, so there is no mysterious information loss as the black hole evaporates."- New Science This makes me think of how historical knowledge of Mongolian nomads has come to us from the edges of their culture, from the contacts they made with the people's on their borders and hardly any information from within the culture itself.(Dan Carlin's Hardcore History hour long podcast) It has been said that Art may not occur in a vacuum. Like Bekenstein's observations of a black hole if the center of the vacuum is where your attention is focused, art/information may not be what you perceive, but along the vacuum's shores, tide water marks may encode the information held in that vacuum. My question is where does that leave "Art". Just as a watermark? The most that perception can ever be or at least reflections on perception is like...beached carrion. Like the Vikings on the Mongols western horizon we find inspiration in the liminal spasms between water and land and leave horse skulls at the lake's edge. (Gothic Vagner ending courtesy of the Joy Division playlist being enjoyed at the time of writing)
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About Me
- Russell Maycumber
- St. Augustine, Florida, United States
- I spill ink ,it collects here.
2 comments:
If your lucky Art is a watermark, a direct impression of the event. Sometimes all we can muster is an effigy in honor of -Or as an albatros, in avicidal regret pored round your yoke, a lament in the absence of the event - a sad sack bobbing in the horse latitudes of its vastness.
Bathe ye now barter forgiveness, so that the door may open again. Such a pretty little worm.
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