Multi-dimensional crochet & campus deliveries

hmmm.... The crochet/yoga angle is an interesting one. Perhaps the yogic prep is key to the outcomes of the hook. Maybe the exercise is no mere pre-stitch warm up, this flexing could be flexing fibres, not muscles, a la don genaro, allowing the practitioners to tap into other realms/dimensions [possibly one of the curled up dimension thought to be universally hidden in calabi-yau shapes], which allows them to execute crochet manouveres otherwise impossible. in short, they may be knitting in more than 3 dimensions, but we 3-D dwellers may not be able to see it. Perhaps this is why you struggled to understand the finely woven structures of your dutch associate.



For my part here, I have been trying to find and/or contact Dan Stairs. I feel he may hold information which may help unravel this whole mystery. Campus-based investigations have led me to discover the daily deliveries of large cardboard boxes, which seem suspiciously light for their size when one observes the delivery men carrying them. Enquiries with the receptionist allowed me to learn that such deliveries are 'for the Knitting Society'. I did not possess sufficient front to begin opening the boxes there and then, so cannot confirm their specific content, but the lightness of the boxes suggest woollen thread [or perhaps pre-knitted structures , possibly to be joined together into yet larger structures] and the amount of them being delivered daily implies a large-scale operation. I shall keep my eyes and ears peeled for possible evidence of their purpose.



The thought now occurs to me that the point of the softness could be exactly that - it is not rigid, but flexible; possibly flexible enough to be bent into space dimensions beyond our familiar 3. Perhaps the soft michigan group are attempting to [or even successfullly] building a new softer world in a new dimension which the average joe is not aware of. I must confer with Epstein on this matter. I am sure Stairs could also shed light on this were he to be found, but would he be willing?



Mr. Marbles

Yogic Crochet & Michelson-Morley

Just going back over a few things… We live in a world of fibres. The Michelson-Morley thing – this was taken as a rejection of the view of mechanised spacetime, whereby the universe is not empty but full of complicated devices, nodes, mechanisms… If there are indeed suggested failings in the Michelson-Morley model, this could be a pincer thrust against the empty spacetime view, in which there is nothing mysterious hovering behind and between atoms; ie. the thruster could be a proponent of a fibrous multiverse theory.

Just the other day I became acquainted with a Dutch yoga practitioner, through a number of mutual friends. The girlfriend of a brother of a friend. After a considerable time spent on various yogic postures and moves in a porch where we were all staying, as dinner was cooking, this dutch girl then went to the crochet, still in her sweat top and jogging cottons. Her hook was very thin. Ultra-thin. I took the chance to get talking crochet with her. I have in my back pocket as I sit here a thicker alternative crochet hook to lend her, but have not seen her again since then. Her crochet book (in Dutch) was full of intricate works, floral designs, motifs. She was working on a spiral form, in soft merino-like light yellow-green. The spiral form looked very complicated, and given the thin hook, was very tight – hard to make out the pattern in order to copy it. It was I think a single rather than double helix, but perhaps a double helix would also be possible. If I can get her to replicate this spiral design using my lent hook, I may be able to get to the bottom of the technique used.

Perhaps where one hook (crochet) yields a single helix, the two sticks of a knitter could double it.

I don’t know exactly how the science and the crafts relate to each other, but I feel a connection does exist. The patterns, threads, fibres being postulated could be the same in each case.

But how does closed-loop technology relate to this?

The yoga postures also seemed relevant. Perhaps the shapes and positions formed were a representation or replication of the types of stitches.

And there’s something about that loose-fit cotton-wear...

The Eleventh Dimension

Was reading last night about how the 11th spacetime dimension is believed to be almost invisibly small [according to some equations, not all]. If it is so, and searly is hiding in there, we have no chance of finding him, at least not this side of a CERN-based revolution.

Super-strung out on a car seat

Quite so. I was reading up on superstring theory last night and it struck me that it seemed applicable to the case - alternate realities, strings, fibres and loops. It's all there in the text, in the theory. I now strongly believe that the soft michigan group are trying to create a new reality, a new american dream, by stitching it together with their own bare hands. No need for large particle accelerators etc. Make the microscopic macroscopic and you have your new world. S string theory is the foremost likely leap in our understanding of the universe, it seems the logical one to base a new method of reality on. The fact the terminology is transferable to sewing techniques and woven matter is highly fortuitous. These cats are knitting a new, softer american dream, all we need to do is find the right thread and we are in there, part of the Pattern.

I must speak with epstein asap.

New wine sounds good. Have been tucking into first batch of parsnip - my first brew. Is good, but a bit earthy. Missing elderflowers, I imagine. Plan to get some more cherry wine on once I get round to clearing space in most recent apartment base.

Any idea on how to clear a cloudy/earthy one? Wine finings failed to help much.

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Superstring theory – I keep meaning to read up on. I’m sure it involves closed loops as well as unclosed strings.

Detectives always wear hats because it is a wintertime activity, indeed. [in response to a suggested document exchange in late oct/early nov autumn/winter crossover period, in a cold room with steamy mugs of tea nearby.] Trying to light a pipe hunched up against a lamppost with the wind to your back, cursing telephones and dames… that’s the life of a true detective.

I think your string theory is worthy of investigation. Low-lifes in high physics. String vest technology.