Morning readers. I’m obliged you came by for a read.
This drawing of Jeanne’s was on an otherwise blank draft post page in the whatchallit, dashboard, with the title Order Out of Chaos. It’s evidently a Photoshop manipulation of another work and until I messed up re-sizing it and lost her explanation it also said (sold). Hopefully if she wants to she’ll add an addendum saying whatever else she wants to say about it.
But I was mulling over things that aren’t mainly on my mind deciding which of them to write about this morning, carefully avoiding the one thing that mainly is, when I saw the title in the drafts. It brought to focus what actually is swirling around in my brain. I suppose I might as well write a bit about that.
A project I’ve been working on almost a decade appears to be coming to a climax. Surprising progress began falling into place during the past few days, and preliminary results provide a reason to hope I’m finally examining datasets that will allow testing and formulating a theory. If the tests indicate it’s worth it, there’ll be revisions, more testing, more revisions, until something cohesive emerges, or doesn’t emerge.
I don’t dare speculate on where it will head because expectations have a way of working themselves into outcomes, and I’m doing my best to avoid that.
But the fact is, it’s taken a decade almost, and countless hours and days of research, calculations, accumulation of data, wrong directions untaken, other wrong directions taken and backed out of in getting here.
One way or another I think this simultaneity and time thing is finally going to be allowed to absent my life over the next few months. Order out of chaos finally, either by discovering my fundamental premises were wrong and I don’t have to do this anymore, or they were correct and sense can be made of this.
Either way, it’s a strange place to find myself, a hollow looming up in my life I wonder how I’m going to fill with what must inevitably be another pesky reincarnation.
Old Jules
So Far From Heaven 