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When I read about String Theory and reached its assumption there are more dimensions than the four we know— D1, D2, D3, and Time-Space; . . . ?

?? . . . questions appeared. If there are no 1st, 2nd, or 3rd dimension than how can there be more of them?

Euclid mentioned this— there are no one-dimensional or two-dimensional “things,” these are concepts people created to use as tools to communicate, to design and to make other things..
A plane is a concept, it does not exist in nature, still when we go to the store to buy a rug for a 9′ x 12′ room, none of us buys a 15′ x 20′ rug. We use these concepts all the time as tools and treat them as if there are real because they have real meaning in our lives. But it too peole man years
Even three dimensions are not real — during the time to say the word “refrigerator” some small particles have changed and its not the “same” thing.


Can you look at photograph without seeing some thing?

A point is a concept, we may think of a point as a dot on a piece of paper, then how about . . .
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. . . and you easily grasp the concept of a point located anywhere on this earth.

A shadow is a one dimensional thing, when you put out a hand to touch it, suddenly it appears on top of the hand. It has no mass, still you can measure it, not by weight but by distance, a measurement which varies in cyclical correlation with the movement of the sun.

Shadows are effected by the direction of light and the things it meets anyhow effective they are in stopping the flow of light .

We moved here in 1993 , Alameda Creek is just a short walk and for many years Alameda Creek was a place to walk the dog, two miles before work, and two after dinner.

My office moved home in 2007 and I started walking four miles along Alameda Creek almost everyday. “Faster walking” is a better description, its not running, jogging, or formal speed walking, yet I often pass others and . . . more than once I have encountered people at stores who recognize me as“the guy who speed walks’ along the Alameda Creek trail.

While walking I would listen to the radio. In the morning might be iMan or KQED, In the evening There was Gene Burns on KGO and many others, But one show that I enjoyed in spite of “my biases” was Adventuress in Odyssey,Whit’s End.

Its a politically conservative christian series of podcasts that told individual and serial stories about the people and events in Odyssey, an ice cream parlor where kids and stories circulate, owned by Odessey’s own “know it all, compassionate, understanding, fundamental christian authoritarian, with forgiveness for all,”,Whit who had invented a time machine he called “the Imagination Station ” and kids in Odyssey could take trips back in time to be characters in biblical or often conservative patriotic stories about character.

For me the sound was the most fun, perhaps because the sound did not have so much religious-political agenda and it could be creative, professional and full of energy,

The stories could also be long and complex as a story about a “dark matter” evil media conglomerate seeking a secret take over of the world through transmitting wave at people in their homes over their TV network turning the viewers into supposedly “controllable zombies,” but as God created humans with choice, the true christian naturally finds the strength of faith to resist those forces of evil while others succumb to become “uncontrollable zombies and later rescued.

Adventures in Odyssey has its racial, gender and religious biases in its sound stereo types of characters even when the the writing is so overly pollyannaish that often to recognize them brough felt like was criticizing my mother.

One thing they did differently from“The Archers” a BBC audio drama production which plays multiple times a week since 1951 is worth noting, even if experience is anecdotal.
The characters in both shows are created and on their respective web sites The Archers has information about the characters posted with photographs of the actors and separate biographical information about the actors with their photographs.

Adventures in Odyessy uses realistic cartoons of the characters compatible with their characters in the story along with information about the characters while photographs of the actors only appear with their personal information,

The difference in viewing the two is on the Odyssey site the drawings are a close match for the characters in the story,

In the Archers site, the match is not as good as a quality tv show or the news, both which would be a likely standard for a lowest common denominator for the relationship between the what you “naturally“ look alike” and why you have the job.

On radio you do not have to look like the speaker. William Conrad was an example of that. He voiced Marshall Matt Dillion for many years No one knew he was short and chubby but the success of the radio show was in part due to his voice which projected to them what Matt Cilion should look like and probably set a standard for what James Arness looked like, here the success of the voice actor influenced the choice of his successor on TV.

Often all we know is a part of something but we may think its the whole thing. When we see a photograph we expect the understand the whole thing,

Looking out along the graves on the buildings side one afternoon at Sengakuji. The 47 Ronin are buried here with Lord Asana, and, I believe, his wife. You can visit the Temple, buy some sticks of incense, burn some at each grave, or select graves if you might have a personal reason.
After the Akō incident instantly the “story”burst into its career in many forms, all seeking to circumvent the Shoganate’s censorship rules. Puppet shows, Bunraku, street actors, Kabuki, plays, movies, TV series. Its a perfect PR match between Bushido and a Soto Zen temple.

Last year we visited the site of Lord Kira’s Edo period residence, it was on a side street on a corner around two other corners form where we saw Rakugo. For many Lord Kira is the bad guy in the Chushingura story although there was a poster on a wall next to the site with information about an annual parade in his honor. He was from Nagoya area where many to this day respect him as seems many do in his old neighborhood..

Onto the floor marched Miss Trinidad and Mr St Vincent and Miss  Barbados and Miss Kitt, each entrance effected to the burst of the Maine “Stein Song” each lady or gentleman being identified  by a broad purple ribbon bearing golden letters. Then came the standard-bearers, two gentlemen carrying a banner, the staves topped with the Union Jack on one side and the Stars and Stripes on the other. The banner read:

WEST INDIAN FEDERATION
United We  Stand! Divided We Fall!!

After that the climax, Wilmoth Houdini.  He was splendidly done up in white tie and white grin.
H. AllenSmith   Low Man on a Totem Pole   1941


Photo of San Francisco along Market Street new UN Plaza.

Wilmoth Houdini, The Great Houdini, was a calypso musician during the 1930s who was popular in New York City, Once in a library looking through old Life magazines I saw a photograph of him on the cover.
I have some recordings and tapes of his music as well as other calypso musicians of that time. They had a very powerful way of phrasing, you can hear the words, its not clear what they mean, they are moving too fast to focus but the sound itself so delicious you cannot stop listening. Then the last line turns a corner and you understand the whole verse and are amazed at how they got you there..

Since early in this century (20th, ed,) the English-speaking worlds has been made to accept the principle that the diction od poetry should be no different from that of prose, Poetry, we have been taught , should make its effects in a less obvious fashion. So the translator today has no way of signaling to the reader that an artificial language is being used to translate a similarly artificial language. He is faced with a choice between explaining all the technical devices of the original and leaving many of them out.
Edward Seidensticker Japanese and I

Waiting in line at TJ’s

War in the drawer

August and the anniversary of the only global event using nuclear bombs in war and a visit to Yasukuni Jinja 靖國神社.

Yasukuni Jinja was established to commemorate and show appreciation and respect to those who gave their lives in defense of their mother country, Japan, while serving the Emperor of Japan from wars in 1867-1951.
The torii at the entrance is impressively dominating.

Some of the veterans inshrined at Yasukuni were designated as war criminals and China, South Korea and North Korea view visits by politicians to the shrine as grossly inappropriate nationalistic behavour for war crimes committed against their peoples in WWII.

For many in Japan Yasukuni Jinja is honoring those who died for their country. While control of the shrine is in the hands of Shinto priests, not the government, it is not unusual for more conservative politicians to visit the shrine for a photo op.

Shinto is the indigenous story of who the Japanese are. When Buddhism came to Japan in 525 CE Shinto was critical of its “peaceful aspects,” but each seems to have found their own place in Japanese society. Some temples were famous for their “warrior priests.”

How many Americans reflect that this country was founded by a bunch of white europeans whose God told them get in a boat, go across the water to the Promised Land, while there may be people living there they are not Christians and you can kill them and steal their land—they killed 85 % of them and stole most of their land and continue to do so—and natural resources. And to continue the founding of this country, those white europeans created chattel slavery.

‘In Japan Shinto shrines and Buddhist temples are a physically integrated part of everyday life. People walk by them everyday, it may be in a small corner overwhelmed by large buildings or occupy a large amount of land and neighbors regularly cut through them when out and about.

Each person can have their own relationship with a shrine or temple when they choose. There are also community events.

An Ikebana display at Yasakuni, flowers are a symbol of peace, politicians politicize war while family members of those who answered their country’s call and never returned remember them as brave, responsible heroes in their family stories.

On June 28, 1914, Gavrilo Princip shot and killed Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria in a Sraevo street, an act that set off WWI. But what that makes him in Bosnia depends on which lesson you learn.
“A hero and a poet,” says a textbook handed to high school students in the Serb-controlled region of this divided country. An “assassin trained and instructed by the Serbs to commit this act of terrorism,” says a text written for Croatian students. “A nationalist whose deed sparked anti-Serbian rioting that was only stopped by the police from all three ethnic groups,” reads the Muslim version of the event.

Chris Hedges War is a Force That Gives Us Meaning

‘Nationalism means people see their own country’s history as different than others see it, even when they are in the same country.

In Shibuya Station 10 foot wide screens were flush mounted on walls about eight feet high and sometimes one image was displayed across all of them.

While other very large cities have great things, one thing that makes Tokyo unique is that you are free to wander all over the city to see the all the great things and not be worried about crime.

I regularly get my exercise by fast walking along the Alameda Creek levee, as so do many others. I do not know all of the people I see which is a good thing, knowing people always seems to get me in trouble. I had that conversation with someone other than myself about 1968.

The response was that other people thought knowing me got them into trouble, kind of a self-fulfilling prophecy so this way I can like the color, the gesture, the line and not have to be troubled by the detail of a relationship.

There are things we expect from a photograph and when we get them it feels like a photograph. When we do not get them, it feels like something is not right. When its a photograph of something that is not right, sometimes that is what we expect of a photograph such as a news photograph audit feels fine,

A photograph always feels the question “What is It?” while a painting, a drawing, a silk screen avoid those limitations, Knowing what something is, is often just having a name for it, I know what a horse is when I see one, I can say That is a horse,” but it does not mean I understand about horses. You do not need to expect anything from my photographs, there is no truth or nontruth to be experienced.

I cannot imagine riding a bike with rubber flip flops , whenI was young I rode a bike in my bare feet and scraped the tops of toes as they rounded over the front of the pedal on the concrete, just looking at this image makes my toes shudder and wince at the possible pain.

Either way and anyway makes as little sense or at least ends up at the same place, or I end up at the same place, alone and wondering where I am, and at least its not so confuisng.