Concord Rub Inhabitants

Ornithology and Mammalogy

In synopsis: Concord grape vines here are reminiscent of a transcendentalist wine which with bittersweet’s berries now ripening into precipitants from above are vines that have turned a symbiosis into a parasitic struggle for this Eastern Red Cedar. A male ungulate, levitical, has begun his rub; bedding down, perhaps, amidst a sort of warren cover I’ve nearly destroyed with a contentious sugar of phosphorus. And this buck; to sleep, perchance to dream by the rub, as the mechanisms of triumph fade from utile. Aye, aloft, the hooting call of a great horned strigiform has loosened not this olden vintage, nor mistletoe; yet, bittersweet? Evidentiary pellets and scat suggest the roosting pair and the rub beneath therefore to be, or not to be, inference to another solstice season’s fecundity. This; as the season of the rut passes, and that of the fledge approaches; once again. Perhaps the future story of this cedar henge shall be a nest? Horned pair contemporaneous to a rack’s loosening? Yet, again; no mistletoe amidst this vintage’s passing sweet scent, and midst tangled berries; orange, sheathed in yellow. And the grapes; a perennial pentateuchal derivative yet to meet a future press? Perhaps then to distill further to a here aforementioned cognac essence of faiths as yet imperceptible? It is, of course, possible, when and if another spring’s sunshine’s glucose readies within them for fermentation and thence into a distillate of their concord essence proceeding towards our transcendence. And, of the rub? Who… may speak of a lofty ripening vintage o’er such detritus; littered with the evidence of vitality’s processions.

Painting Nocturne

More paint on canvass. Earlier I mentioned that I seem to experience all criticism as variants of condescending spite and patrimonious sarcasm. Perhaps it is my own flat and mundane sentiment regarding myself, or, the two solitary decades.

In truth it is now 2am on Sunday, January 10th. I have been ill and alone for something like twenty years. This causality for pessimism only brings my failure into greater fruition. I seem to imagine the lynch mobs of my fright; emoting incomprehensibly as I remain incompetent in sufficient self reduction to satiate.

COVID Fantasy

I am, when hopeful, in fact asserting that anyone could smear and smudge similar typifications of rarely accurate symbolic forms. Photorealistic anything from actual to concocted reality has destroyed art. In that sense I value my palette knifed oils; so often mixed with sand and joint compound or elevated with wire mesh and wallpaper adhered cheese cloth before the oily mixtures.

A terrain in oils


I believe, most of the time, that my place in this world is for the purpose of serving something. I lament only that I have not gained a claim to be loved; for what I believe I have given, or for my accomplishments in such giving, of everything that I had.

Here, my point is that this fragmented self that I am tends to wander through the modalities of expressing that fundamental love and understanding; which I still believe in as the primary abstract premise of my life. Therefore, from this my modal truth; an aspect of my desire to speak and believe freely tends to seep outward as my word and art.


By some compulsion I feel driven to express, to the best of my ability, what I found myself bound to sacrifice everything for. Please do not dismiss my art and my essays; it is far too easy for both derision and patrimony to break any median stasis to which I adhere with the last of my hopes.

Now, I have only my retreat from the compulsion of force which drove me to achieve more of what I hadn’t wanted than I ever dreamed; and to break under the burden of my injuries. To have been trodden upon and punished in multiple theaters of a war publicly over has taught me that I am always the enemy. I can no longer believe in the universal or it’s factions as though omnipotence can be derived from a mortal vantage of entirety or an empowered constituency of a them or hubristic self.

Retrospectively, I would have chosen to marry. I believe such sacrament gives context to life. Increasingly I doubt whether any leadership or structure exists beneath our federal levels. I worry that a power born of transportation purposed for the establishment of our sovereignty over Eurasian tyranny has or will fly away from any concept of place. And, liberated as we are from the menial; there will be nothing foundational to the future of a new idle American proletariat with no purpose, requirements, nor device by which to see meanings beyond the glimmer.

Eukaryotes Begin

Prokaryotic ingestion or Eukayota? This sculptural painting is a taxonomic fantasy; like an ontogenetic specimen of a phylogenetic moment in the recapitulation trajectory of a mass of genetic material commanding a cell. Was the blue nucleus ingested, injected, or created? Will it find symbiosis, divide and multiply, sexually reproduce, or evolve? Virologically we see a command center which has arrived somehow. I know what I paint after it’s painted. I call it inverted cubism.

I believe the oxide of chromium paint suggests chlorophyll, yet, why didn’t I make the yarn and glue membrane walls square and apparently rigid like some cellulosic structural component of an organism within Kingdom Plantae. It would, after all, be fairly simple to apply this study’s deduction of premise to the creation depicting parenchyma; so much more advanced than the moment of the first eukaryote. However, it may be better these days to devolve from Eukaryota into the soup of stuff which existed before such complicated organisms as we see here in this painting.


My absent minded methods in my studio lead me to postulate that a proper sculpture shop would require the likes of chisel mortiser, compound mitering saw, table saw and band saw; a MiG, TiG and an Acetylene torch. Due to illness, however, I fear I might cut, burn or electrocute myself. Thus, oil painting is my medium. Yet, I invite competent and safety conscious persons to consider building their, or my, ideations.

Glue, yarn, paint.

African Extrapolation

African Rail… North, South… East, West…

February 14 ends the year of the Rat and begins the year of the Ox in the Chinese Zodiac.

I think China wants to make an agronomical and natural resources focused move into Djibouti as soon as the China Pakistani Economic Corridor (CPEC) reaches the Indian Ocean’s warm waters. The Chinese are moving south in a prolonged push through Indochina, circumnavigating Sri Lanka and the Indian Subcontinent. Also, China is the primary player in the CPEC project pushing southwest through the Himalaya and Persian desert; and, the corridor’s roads and pipelines may not be for accessing merely the finite proven reserves of Tigris and Euphrates substrate.

China to the Indian Ocean

It should be said that Afghanistan’s confusing past half century or so of political science lends some notable credence to the complexities of a Talibani Pan-Islamic theorem. Anti Wahhabi history yields both the ironic potential populist consent to an amalgamated Middle East world economic forum and yet also may exacerbate the perils of global marketplace access to substrate reserves of bio carboniferous fuels stock. That’s to say that given the potential of apocalypse, it should be that carboniferous energy be applied to existing sector demand, whereas the optimistic consumer demand of potential powers seems disconnected from a benevolent overseer of finite bio carboniferous fuels and organic polymer “wise use” scenarios.

Supplies, Transportation, Consumers.

I believe that any substantive long term Indo-Sino cooperation moving westward may focus in part at least on liberating their populations from an increasing dependence, based nonetheless upon their preferences, upon the sustaining yolk of US dry bulk foodstuffs supplies. Achievement of their planned obtainment of irrigatable and cultivable lands may occur in sub Saharan Africa given any realities to infrastructural future achievements in roads, pipelines and irrigation networks.

The verdant future of an arable Serengeti at the expense of biometric integrity for wildlife is a concern for some. Causally, it is historically notable that the south central and north central agricultural lands of Russia and China respectively have been problematically inadequate regarding the communist nations’ objectives of sustaining populist superpower. Crossing the Serengeti while building an irrigation rail network to Nigeria and it’s oil is a logical postulation regarding where the current southwestward momentum of the dragon, and tiger; in search of food and energy, may currently be directed.


Self and soul become my philosophical object as I begin a newly approved antipsychotic medication called Caplyta tomorrow.

Amidst a theory of theologically shepherded sociopolitical biometrics and terraformed finite bio carboniferous residual sunlight biomass energy; I see a fracturing ecosphere releasing plagues upon colonized biomes as it is simultaneously absorbing displaced matter and toxins. This is real as the competing implemented infrastructural paradigms of the twentieth century reap their consequences.

Caplyta will be an interesting experiment for me as well as for my physicians. Variables regarding my current and previous thought process and mental capacities relative to both my ailments and their cures abound. My persistent dream has become that I might find the delusions at onset to be facilitated somehow into a coherency and capacity whereby I might unify my theories into an articulable thesis capable of suggesting a genesis of worldly dominion sufficient for the remediation of this past century’s applied world order’s ailments; as a new paradigm of globalism undeniably arrives.

Personally, I seem to expand and contract in my . ideations, though my fear of oblivion has abated. I wonder how quickly I might fade into the ethereal mist of the schism, or if the applied impedance of this new potion might leave me tapping at this plasma transponder Morse key view screen for decades.


There is a Mason Dixon line. There is a Frontier. There are Northern and Southern borders. There are coasts, and there is airspace. There is altitude and there is depth on land and at sea. There are grids, networks, transfer protocols, roads, rails, ports, lines, webs and populations. These are the legal, economic, electrical and geospatial presences and limitrophes defining the entirety of US history. These are concepts that map places, parameters, their bisections and landmarks and are the concentrations and interfaces between fluid ameboid scatter plot depictions defining the cartography which reddens, or concentrates to blue, zonally, and is connected by the micro spindles of matter transfer systematics.

Zone Theory

The vast majority of the citizenry sees these boundaries and their corresponding legality zones as being strictly populist. Even if the logistics of rail and super roads facilitate viable sustenance within the condensed centers of habitation and further that the sustained viability of the population is not subject to populist dissent. And, further, much agronomical basis for this public health construct is, within the finite ecosphere, dependent upon further linkages of life, nutrient, hydrological and photon flow.

So, the populace, and certainly the adherents of communitarian populist theory; are inhabited within these, the limitrophes of a theoretical failure, collapse or privateer confiscation of lands definitive of foundational debates regarding a citizenry with popular birthright to property. The 1862 homestead act’s scalar grid distribution of its self sufficiency paradigm, upon the North American expanse, never came to be actualized. Then, in the wake of the moldboard and oxen ideology forsaken and sold by Bonaparte; a subsequent bio carboniferous fuels facilitated condensing and dispersal duplicity paradigm, consisting of some space time grid and network of humans and materiel, has occurred across the United States of America.

A great power has thence built a pyramidal structural model society for humanity within threats of a desertifying and abandoned wasteland. External to the hominid storage facility infrastructure; only the mile wide steam turbine scythes roam the perimeters of the anthropocentric web enhanced sapiens confinement infrastructure.

The opposing paradigm, east of Brandenburg and to the Sea of Japan, murdered perhaps 100,000,000 souls in efforts to collectivize its ancient masses into agronomical and industrial group facilities ruled by a proletariat Trotskyist ideation. That stated utopian definition is antithetical to any intelligence leadership which would could have had any capacity capable of regulating the chemical and biological jigsaw puzzle of the true post industrial revolution scientific reality.

Unregulated agronomical and industrial HazMat and invasive species threatening food and forest products, and including current zoonotic virological pathogen species now have their own aforementioned cartographic ameboid forms and limitrophes. While dispersal of biologicals typified by entomophily, ornimophily and anemophily are real threats and potentially very problematic to health and economics, they serve as a metaphorical component to understanding island biogeography, species dispersal, and variations in viability of speciations upon dispersal to habitable niches such as proximal mammalian populations.

In conclusion; living variables and populations of those variables, are relative to qualities of place, viability, reproduction, dispersal and sustainability. Also, time is a variable factor. Human population migration has accelerated over time, especially with methodical improvement in transportation sector realities. Comparatively, viral species migration is dependent upon a phylogenetically compatible host species. Yet, the lifecycle of the viral species makes the statistical probability of a viable and sustained speciation more rapid. As all limitrophes of a grand definition of organismic and habitat typification are transcended more and more quickly, an entropic quality of fracture in all life’s biometrics has become a threat.


I’m undeniably some kind of monk. In a psychotropic prison where I can’t explain what I know. This example is my rail spike cross. Some aspect of traversing this North American continent is archetypal for me; hewing available species, and, I’ve read, creosote can be made via the methanol fermentation of detritus. Or, that similarly hewn timbers were steam bent into the futtock guts of ships before Hampton Roads and the Great White Fleet.

I have difficulty explaining my perspectives on natural resources and lost technologies pertaining to real or metaphorical mill migration in the exploited forests contemporaneous to a particular joist hangar, cellulosic element, or ferrous fastener. I tend to believe that I am within a long since cartographically determined consumer population center, with limitrophes made of monetary policy and media’s purported truths. We seem removed from a fantastical world of mile wide steam turbine scythes and rail ports moving the bulk industrial tinkerings of the Pacific rim labor collectivization region, refrigerated Chilean flowers, and occasionally fungal and viral stowaways, which seep through the transportation sector and into my population zone.

Perhaps this age of anthropocentric control of both the living and the dead bio carboniferous matter atop and within the earth’s crust, it’s mechanized harvest and terraformational extraction, and our structured mobility upon the face of the earth, has been of permanent and lasting benefit to humanity. There seems amidst the great constructs of humanity to be a bulwark of sorts; foundational to the continued and enhanced viability of sapiens.

I believe that such prior fact as regionalized famine and strife have been nearly entirely remedied, and that this has occurred primarily by the leadership of the American federalist model established by the Union legislation of 1862. Still, for this author two or three primary problems persist:

1) With the fall of the confederal premise of Richmond; there is nothing no basis for anything other than federal level power with the possible exception of the retail distribution of globally obtained goods.

2) The finite bio carboniferous fuels basis for the entirety of this construct is rapidly being depleted.

3) Eastern Europe and Asia have built a different paradigm opposite the Brandenburg Gate and though the force of its application led to far greater humanitarian disaster; it’s legacy may be future and continued hazmat toxicity and biohazards such as COVID19 which can not be remedied nor undone, and from which no hermeticism can seal these United States.

Agronomy seems the greatest basis of Public Health. The likes of soy foods may sustain the world’s largest populations for decades and more. Yet, comparatively, vegetarian and non levitical omnivorous global population regions may breed malnourishment or zoonoses in the long term within the ancient sacrosanct bovid protein avoidance culture or half century petri collectivization experimental paradigm which was built opposing the fuels dependent western thesis of model society.

Our National limitrophes need to be considered. The common misperception regarding zone to zone limits is that genetic traits other than zoonotic examples are the determining factor, yet, in reality, relative to system load bearing capacity, the issue is far more frequently akin to fecal tonnage per second within urban infrastructure.

Energy in, Substance in, Work done, Critical mass sustained, Growth achieved, Waste generated, Recycling of matter when possible, Toxicity remediated, contained or externalized.

Speciation Virology

How dangerous by percentage of total human mortality are the variable functional outcomes of speciated viral populations with their parallel functional trajectories, relative, comparatively, to the original correlated function of human mortality from an original strain; amidst a total resultant population of viruses of multiple species. And, what variables define rate of speciation amidst the existing definitions of human viral host and host population statuses (the infected)?

COVID22 Fantasy

I ponder whether the initially minor statistical anomaly of a newly fecund British viral speciation: the now emergent Anglican viral species that has propagated itself into a viable pathogenesis with its own increasing population; has drastically altered projected human mortality rates. And, with this new population being within the greater global virus/host virulence variabilities of the original viral species; is this phenomenon of mutagenesis and emergent species viability itself statistically indicative of a total global change in the rate of population growth for COVID19; inclusive of any and all added lethality from speciated populations which also might then predate upon dispersed isolated colonies of Hominids and other host reservoirs within Mammalia and Aves in particular. Then, via an additional zoonoses induced mortality; might this breadth of virulence therefore outpace the inoculation rate set in place against the original species of COVID19 and/or lead to the alteration of hominid mortality projections and their descriptive functions due to the increased biotic bandwidth of the mortifying sequences.