Day: October 10, 2026

An Essay on the Structure of the Human Imaginative

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…fruits of this capacity of the Imaginative, which possesses the ability
to create ex nihilo. The only being capable of such creation–and
whose existence is both evident and undeniable–is the human
being.
This capacity of the Imaginative creates out of nothing, just
as God created out of nothing. Yet its creation rests, on the one
hand, upon the two constitutive constants of the a priori poietic
Imaginative–time and space, which are by no means physical
data and possess no material consistency (we state this without
hesitation despite the astonishment of physicists and mathematicians)–
and above all upon reason, upon what can be rationally
realised through this capacity of the Imaginative, which is itself
the essential capacity underlying fundamental scientific research.
What does this imply? Nothing less than that the world is not
solely God’s creation; that God did not create in a perfect and
singular manner; but that the world–as no one has ever conceived
it before (not even God himself, author’s note)–can also be created
by the human mind.
What reasonable person today could deny space travel, rockets, or
the virtual world, parallel to physical reality, which has been developed
out of nothing through computer science on strictly rational,
logical, and mathematical principles? The argument that “God willed
it so” we gladly leave to dogmatists and religious zealots. The realities
created by science, realities that increasingly replace physical
reality even at the level of human subsistence, are genuinely new
worlds–creations ex nihilo. For this reason, within these newly created
worlds–technology, computer science, robotics, and the like–there
exist different relations of necessity and a different kind of truth
from the ontological truth developed by Western metaphysics. What
remains highly debatable, however, is whether ontological truth can
genuinely be replaced by these new truths of possible worlds, despite…

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Prairie Roots

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…shot or even when they spotted a raiding party, they would raise
the alarm and fly off in a cacophony of squawking. We would
then resort to plan B, which was to destroy as many of the crows’
nests in the woodlots surrounding the farmstead as we could find
and reach.
To succeed, a certain amount of planning and equipment was
required. Since the crows built their nests in poplar trees, the first
requirement was a capable tree climber. A rifle was necessary for
“opportunity” shots in case the crows decided to attack whoever
was climbing the tree. As well, we needed a long stick, forked at
the poking end, to dislodge the nest from below. This was necessary
as the nests were normally built at the top of the tree, beyond
the point where it was safe to climb.
The raiding party, made up of two or three of us, would
quickly complete our collective chores and depart for the south
quarter section as early as possible in the morning. Nest hunting
was a springtime activity, before the leaves covered the trees,
making it difficult to spot the nests. The mornings were usually
bright and cool, and the early spring grasses and flowers were just
starting to poke through the woodlot floor. Many of the low spots
were still wet; therefore we would put on our rubber boots and
make sure our routes took us through the low areas where we
stopped to hunt tadpoles and to feel the coolness of the water
through the rubber boots. All these things added to the joy of
being young and alive.
Spotting crows’ nests was easy. Without the leaves, the nests
were silhouetted against the brilliant spring sky. Each find was
exciting as it presented its own challenges. Working our way in
through the underbrush, we kept an eye out for crow activity to
confirm a fresh nest. When the crows confirmed that the nest was
occupied, we would assess the degree of difficulty the knockdown
would present and planned our strategy as we stood under
the tree, surveying the circumstances. We considered all the important
challenges. Whether the tree was climbable was the number
one issue.

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Titos Patrikios – Selected Poems

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Crossroads

Anger and hatred, bitterness and sorrow
for the hunched back, the shining agreements,
oh teacher, eternal friend,
I had believed in you, time has come
when our paths will separate; our paths
stand opposite each other, they rise
like wild horses. Yet I still find it hard
to decide that our common tongue
was lost forever.

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Straits and Turns

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THE BELL

…and Mike ran to change two switches and guide the engines to the
appropriate spot. The other two, Giovanni and Johnny, went to the area
of the fuel pumps and the pit, where they checked the underbelly of the
engines while Mike filled the tanks with fuel. Scotty checked all levers
and pressures as the others got busy doing their jobs. Mile noticed that
a light snow started falling and a light breeze perked up, spreading a
chill in the air. The bodies felt the cold, and the exposure to the frost
was getting into them.
Darkness had covered the yard like a shroud, and poetic images
came into Mike’s mind, which he promised himself that he’d write
some time later. Giovanni and Johnny finished their inspection, and
after Mike finished his job, the engines were driven back outside the
old shack for the rest of the work. Mike started washing the outside
of the engines, and the mechanic and his helper did their part of the
maintenance. All men worked for an hour and a half until the engines
were ready to be taken away. They all had an hour to relax and wait for
the new crew. They sat inside the shack when, from inside the cabin,
Scotty yelled,
“The darn bell isn’t working.”
Johnny, with his cigarette hanging off his mouth, climbed up to
the top of the engine to check the bell. Surely nothing looked different
than any other time, yet the bell was silent when Scotty turned the
proper switch on. The bell was needed each time the engines came to
a station and was part of the general function. However, tonight, the
chill in the air had frozen the air in the air pipe, which surely couldn’t
activate the bell. Giovanni also climbed up, and both men struck the
air pipe with their hammers, hoping that they would help the air flow,
but to no avail.
“The air pipe is frozen,” Giovanni diagnosed, and the boss said,
“Why don’t you try to warm it up with a couple of flares…” Surely Mike
ran to the shop and brought a bag with half a dozen flares. In the meantime,
Giovanni and Johnny climbed down and chatted with Scotty
inside the cabin.

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