Simon this is great! I was just reading Calvino's second story in Cosmicomics yesterday, the nebula one, it reminds in the best sense.
Resonates too somehow with the Madonna of the Rocks, not Wasps haha, a picture confusing to me of which I prefer the more pointed Louvre version which got il pittore in trouble a bit. :) ________________________________ From: NetBehaviour <netbehaviour-boun...@lists.netbehaviour.org> on behalf of Simon Mclennan via NetBehaviour <netbehaviour@lists.netbehaviour.org> Sent: Thursday, July 15, 2021 7:37 PM To: netbehaviour@lists.netbehaviour.org <netbehaviour@lists.netbehaviour.org> Cc: Simon Mclennan <mclennanf...@gmail.com> Subject: [NetBehaviour] Space blocks time Drawing is here - https://www.instagram.com/p/CRU5FR7n_GJ/?utm_medium=copy_link So they had this illusion About it all. Came about around the time Speech developed. The relatively sudden, formal Trappings meant they started to carve space and time into great blocks - bricks - layers and packages. They carved it up with saws, Chiselled it, stacked it in huge warehouses. Sat on it. Gambled across it With dice / men in blue overalls. And the suites collated it and Then decided to try to cut into it. First with blow torches - it went rainbow coloured and glowed dull red. Then with oxy/acetalyne and Eventually they called in the Thermic lance. Great brutish men and some Less macho types hauled in The gear. These ex-cons and Some villainous types had the beer bellies and the tattoos, the smart woollen jumpers in pastel shades, slicked hair and cologne - they worked the blocks of Time and space with the High end gear. They crushed it and flowed it Into reservoirs and compression vessels. Some sautéed it with butter, and added onions with side Orders of chips. Then they tried to separate it. They used the latest tech and science to do the difficult job. They succeeded. Time flowed like a river. It melted and Escaped through Little cracks. Space started to dry up. It Started to wrinkle and pucker. It got scaly and shrivelled, then a breeze blew it off the Table. Time was on the run. It got well ahead of them, it danced about, looped up and back, sideways and in Little vortices it corkscrewed About like a mad thing spreading its hairy arms and Great ugly toes on the linoleum, slipping on the spilled fat, the toes finally Finding the little pile left by That ruddy cat in the dining Room - the horrid feel of the Soft cat shit getting stuck Between three of the toes of Time! Time had had it this time. It stood quite still and a funny Look crossed its face. Its eyes went glassy and it got A bit serious. It glanced quickly about to find space. Space was under the dining table. It had a wind- Up clockwork mouse between its jaws and a brown paper bag over its head and was trying to suppress a great sneeze - all That dust under there... Time was not impressed. Consequently time and space remained separated. Humans disappeared. Beings outside time and space found it quite interesting and even a bit Amusing. They laughed about it, and cried, and patted their heads While rubbing their bellies, Which why could do simultaneously because everything always happened At the same exact moment Because of the fact that time And space, as we know it, didn’t exist in their bit of the Giant cosmos. They had a pretty different system. Their beings existed like a sort of small popping sound - Pop! But boy, what a pop it Was - to them that popped! The moral? Keep the cat out of the dining room. S Sent from my spyphone
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