Creative Fancy and Facts

For some, blogging is a business, or a full-time avocation. For me, blogging is a flutterby collection. I catch ideas and preserve them by PINning them to this board, making an exhibit for anyone to see. Each oPINion a specimen for OBSERVation, PINning down ideas in the abstract symbols of language so that I know what I think. I also talk to find out what I am thinking, with an auditor to assist me.

Symbolic balancing alternatives is an exercise of reason, an index of my my sanity. I want to avoid being unreasonable (by degrees a form of insanity). That is the essence of the deliberative mind.

The alternatives to be balanced in reasoning are of two basic kinds. On the one hand are flights of fancy, which are imagination as the free manipulation of images and the source of creation. On the other hand are facts, the cold, hard, stubbornly insistent and re-occurring elements of experience. Facts must pass the social test and the credibility test. The former asks, “Do you see what I see?” The latter asks, “What qualifies you as an observer?” In those two basics are art and science. Someone once said (Einstein, or Alfred North Whitehead?), “The final tuft and essence of science is art.” Scientists often resort to the artful language of simile, analogy, and metaphor to convey their most difficult and complex findings to laymen. Or, an Einstein plays the violin.

There is the image of the pirates of the Caribbean. Now some want to dress up as those pirates and go see the original movie that may have a cultish following, as with the Rocky Horror Picture Show. For a few, the fun will stop when they try to “actualize” the unreal image and convert the imagined into the fact of piratical behavior. Pirate, meet Sherlock Holmes. Creation and imagination goes awry.

Some powerful emotions are better explained through the mathematical language of the piano keyboard under the hands and majestic creativity of W. A. Mozart. Tuft and essence. (Wild Hair: When does a child watching a TV weather report  understand that the borderlines of the states are portrayed as imaginary and not a ground feature.)

(Wild Hair: When an elderly  married [forever] couple are alone in the house, why do they have to say something with the name of the other tagged on? Not “honey” or some other term of endearment, but the name! Do women use a term of endearment more often than the man? I have seldom used a tod.)

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