Magpie

I’ll let the video speak for itself. How can such an odd looking creature be so beautiful.

Walking the walk.

Memory banks.

Bucket.

When you stare at the Doppler Effect, the Doppler Effect stares back. Time is weird. I managed to write myself a note of advice to future me about something which didn’t happen, before it happened and I wrote after it happened. Land of confusion.

And Smith Chart for clever clogs. I have no idea what any of it means. Absolute gibberish.

From Wiki :

The Smith chart, invented by Phillip H. Smith (1905–1987) and independently by Mizuhashi Tosaku, is a graphical calculator or nomogram designed for electrical and electronics engineers specializing in radio frequency (RF) engineering to assist in solving problems with transmission lines and matching circuits. The Smith chart can be used to simultaneously display multiple parameters including impedances, admittances, reflection coefficients, S_{{nn}}\, scattering parameters, noise figure circles, constant gain contours and regions for unconditional stability, including mechanical vibrations analysis.

The Smith chart is most frequently used at or within the unity radius region. However, the remainder is still mathematically relevant, being used, for example, in oscillator design and stability analysis. While the use of paper Smith charts for solving the complex mathematics involved in matching problems has been largely replaced by software based methods, the Smith chart is still a very useful method of showing how RF parameters behave at one or more frequencies, an alternative to using tabular information. Thus most RF circuit analysis software includes a Smith chart option for the display of results and all but the simplest impedance measuring instruments can plot measured results on a Smith chart display.

The Seven Stages of Man.

Here’s the ‘All The World’s A Stage’ poem by Shakespeare with some pics of Frank Tremayne down the decades.

When I investigate further and ask the question ‘Who am I really’ it becomes complex. Firstly the name was given to me at birth and rather like a pet which learns to answer to its name, Frank Tremayne became part of my individual persona. Secondly the nature of photography. All the pics are taken in the past and by the nature of how light travels, at the time they were taken they showed my physical body in the past. It would have been only a fraction in the past but still the past. Thirdly identification with the body. I look in the mirror and the body says ‘That’s Me’ and again I’m seeing the past. Life experience would also indicate it is not the whole truth or maybe not a truth at all and an illusion of Me playing the role of Frank Tremayne or dreaming of being Frank Tremayne.

“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.

At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.
Then, the whining school-boy with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school.

And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then, a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden, and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth.

And then, the justice,
In fair round belly, with a good capon lined,
With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws, and modern instances,
And so he plays his part.

The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound.

Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.”

And Darkest Dark. Painful memories and how the Self carries over pain from past lives which still play out in the Now until the past is released.

The Consent Ration camp. Arbeit macht nicht frei.

The good news. The 3D physical world seems very real and the hate is very very unpleasant. Not real though. In reality none of it has ever happened. The past repeating itself over and over again in the past. Physical birth to physical death and back again. IMO.