Cats

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Consciousness Again

“Consciousness cannot be accounted for in physical terms. For consciousness is absolutely fundamental. It cannot be accounted for in terms of anything else.”

― Erwin Schrödinger

Posted by Einstein Physix   BASIC PHYSICS

Isn’t he a handsome-looking dude? I don’t know much about him except for the cat-going-into-the-box-and-how-will-it-come-out? bit. I did know someone in Iowa City who had a cat named Schrödinger but that was a long time ago. The cat was black. I thought of it as the intellectual’s version of a cat named Bob.

I’ve been dining none stop on Irish soda bread since the bakery has started up with it again. I still don’t understand why it can’t be made year round. Maybe you have to move to Ireland. Anyway, it makes me sincerely grateful for March 17. And to think I used to appreciate the date solely for the green beer, and drunken Irishmen giving a parade. And let me tell you, you’ve not lived until you’ve been in Chicago for St. Patty’s Day. The craziness starts the night before. The hangovers on the day-of are the only thing that tame the day-itself down.

What all of that has to do with Schrödinger I don’t know, unless it’s because he became a naturalized Irishman. Maybe that was because he liked the bread. Or the beer. Or both. I rather doubt it about the beer as I’m quite certain it will hamper consciousness itself, while on its way to silencing the voices of song.

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Field Notes

Some few notes on today. For a while. First, as spiders are part of my totem, I couldn’t pass this by. It was posted by “The Fabulous Weird Trotters and noted as· Camera Flash on a Spider Web 🕷️ Isn’t this an all time gorgeous?

Today I took Zeus (the cat) out for a bit of a walk. He’s slowly learning to tolerate the harness, not the leash so much. Anyway, he was out for a while. He is such a smart cat. I got a Christmas mouse for both him and Lisa Fig (one each) and they both adore them. Zeus brings his back for me to throw it for him. I become tired of this way before he does. The game could go on for hours.

I now have a cat on Prozac. No lie. This should be something to be ashamed of if it weren’t so funny. It does calm LL cool Fig down to the point where she is not so freaked out by Zeus’s very presence in the place. At least she has stopped hiding. And she does have her own sub-leased apartment as in my bedroom with bath and tub for her necessaries. Also a changing area and closet. Though she does not wear any clothes and doesn’t change anything.

I have been thinking and dreaming of Joel so much. One dream was so real that I actually said to myself that it was so nice for what was happening to be real and not a dream.

Sometimes cleaning and arranging and fixing are such lovely things to be doing. Comforting. Enjoyable. Once upon a time that could not be imagined. I think it has to do with your happiness. Your peace and being in the right place for the time that it is. It is this time now. And now I’m going back to cleaning. 42

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Afterward

 

“I have studied many philosophers and many cats. The wisdom of cats is infinitely superior.”    Hippolyte A. Taine

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Ravenous Butterflies · 5 hrs · I have studied many philosophers and many cats. The wisdom of cats is infinitely superior.” Hippolyte A. Taine Christian Skredsvi- Idyll, 1888

Christian Skredsvi- Idyll, 1888

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The Ordinary, The Daily, The Mundane

Of cats and literacy

At last I looked up ineffable and found it to be not at all what I had made-up for meaning. When I was much younger I was also much lazier. I also read books ahead of my abilities. Or some of them at least. Meaning became context coupled with then-current knowledge, not learning. (Although there were many areas of learning, of course.) There also was no omnipresence of computers. I used the library and dreamed of one day owning the OED. Within that labyrinth of childhood I thought ineffable meant inevitable, unavoidable, inescapable. It doesn’t. It means something much better in that it is: too great or extreme to be expressed or described in words. Not only better but much more usable, yes?

I spent the morning looking at cat rescue places with cat photos. I found I only favored those cats which looked like Squeek. Perhaps I am not ready. Besides, did I not say I would not get another cat? I believe I did. Did anyone hear me? Besides 2, did I not say cats scratch furniture? Zeus, not Squeek. Did I not say that some cats pee outside of litter boxes? Squeek, not Zeus.  What about a pet rat? I ask myself. They are not long lived, I say. Let’s not line up the heartbreaks.

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So I shall take myself off to the cafe where I look like this woman only with a book and a moleskine on the table.

 

 

 

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In The Wild

Clouded leopards are from the cloud forests of Southeast Asia and are one of the most ancient of cat species. But they are neither a true great cat nor a true small cat, because they can’t roar or purr.

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I worry about things like this as I don’t know how to find an answer. The question is this: How do such creatures then communicate with one another? I don’t mean face to face, body language will then work. But distances? How does one cat call out to another? Do they make any noise? Do they let out a loud piercing scream from great distances? This information is so incomplete.

I’m off now to do some google work that will likely get me lost and cost the whole day. But I do want to know more about this beautiful creature.

By the way, perhaps it is our definitions that are lacking if this is not a true cat? Maybe that should be revised. Sure looks like a cat to me!