No entry yesterday; my mind was blank.
Today is just the opposite.
Thoughts crowd my mind
refusing to sort themselves out into topics.
Oh, wait, here is one1
Theory
Theories about any thing (science, religion, politics, etc., etc.)
(i was taught)
Ought to be general, simple, and accurate.
But generality must sacrifice simplicity and accuracy.,
an acccurate theory cannot be very general or simple, and
simplicity opposes both generality and accuracy.
Nowadays we want our theories very simple.
(wheter about politics, war, religion, economiics, etc., etc.)
So what we are told can be neither very general
nor very accurate.
Theories fail because something important has been left out.
Discord, fear, and violence are growing
because what has been left out
are the viewpoints, rights, dignity, or survival
of someone the theorist does not know..
But if i am capable of only simple thoughts and theories
i had best be silent.
Theories lacking accuracy
are no better than opinions.
and opinion (said Heraclitus)
is a fatal sickness of the mind.
(And, sadly, it is contagious,)
Today is just the opposite.
Thoughts crowd my mind
refusing to sort themselves out into topics.
Oh, wait, here is one1
Theory
Theories about any thing (science, religion, politics, etc., etc.)
(i was taught)
Ought to be general, simple, and accurate.
But generality must sacrifice simplicity and accuracy.,
an acccurate theory cannot be very general or simple, and
simplicity opposes both generality and accuracy.
Nowadays we want our theories very simple.
(wheter about politics, war, religion, economiics, etc., etc.)
So what we are told can be neither very general
nor very accurate.
Theories fail because something important has been left out.
Discord, fear, and violence are growing
because what has been left out
are the viewpoints, rights, dignity, or survival
of someone the theorist does not know..
But if i am capable of only simple thoughts and theories
i had best be silent.
Theories lacking accuracy
are no better than opinions.
and opinion (said Heraclitus)
is a fatal sickness of the mind.
(And, sadly, it is contagious,)
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