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[Harvey Bialy, 12 October 1976]
Jewels, Gels and the Lasers of Life, for Gerald H. Pollack

Jewels, Gels and the Lasers of Life, for Gerald H. Pollack

CStein (mail):
The minds of the beings that assembled the patterns revealed in the Sepher Yetsirah, the periodic table, the Enochian tablets, are not dissimilar in certain respects. Consider this. An intelligence capable of assimilating the details of the second as a child without effort and not dissociating himself by the casual magic of that association from the affordances of the third or inquiry into the matter of the first.

There have been others.

I am about to travel to Roma not explicitly to perform operations adjacent to a shadow empire that has recently undergone dental surgery, but to assist in the infestation of an ancient wound. Something is going to arrive there.

There will be sussurations on a scale I had not hitherto imagined. A barbarous name, newly flicked from the ethers, intoned in a certain register, will lose one letter upon each iteration and diminish to a single sign, then reverse and expand, etc. Another, in a complementary register, shall first expand, etc. Intoned by simultaneous choruses distributed about the ruins. Flecked throughout by random voices, points of ecstasy, points of intensity, points of distraction and dismay.

All possible configuration spaces converge on a single intensity and spark, as if no more than a spark, the momentary theurgy of a spark. Beyond the spark the flecks and flicks.

I was talking about Dr. Bialy. It will not be for nothing.
5.10.2005 7:17pm
bialy:

A short while ago i received an email from Robert Kelly in response to this


hola roberto,

trust this finds you well. the other day i put something new in the white city that derived from thinking how i could translate the essential, simple and therefore very beautiful concept of gerald h. pollack (the duesberg of cell biology) - that the cell is not a bag but a gel - into an imago ... he wrote a fantastic textbook entitled, "cells, gels and the engines of life" that rocked my cell biology world in 2000 the way peter did my view of cancer viruses in 1982.

as you cannot possibly remember (but perhaps 'you' do), back at bard my senior project with richard clarke had to do with ideas abt how cell membranes were generated...well guess what...just like the sanity clause, there is no cell membrane...it is an artifact of mental predisposition and bad experimentation... colorful water organized by a few paracrystals is all 'what' we are.

the asiderial was meant to convey this.

your opine is graciously solicited,

bllomido

here is the url

http://www.bialystocker.net/posts/1115760851.shtml

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From: Robert Kelly [SMTP:kelly@bard.edu]
To: Bialy, Harvey
Subject: Re: buen dia
Sent: 13/05/2005 05:02 p.m.
Importance: Normal

dear Harvey,

your letter gives me happiness and hope. our first argument, maybe 1965 or so, was not about some girl or some poetry but just exactly this, that I maintained, desperately, prayerfully even, that there is no such 'thing' as a cell membrane,

I needed, still need, for my otherwise harmonious view of things, that there be no membrane:

no membrane but behavior.

While you, reluctantly, but faithful to Richard Barnabas Clarke, insisted,perhaps sadly, that there was a membrane and you guys were in charge of it.

Bless you for sending this info, only forty years late but so what?

Do you remember: we are cell(f)? Where could the membrane be?

abrazos,

R
5.13.2005 5:38pm
CStein (mail):
and what is a gel but an inquiry of light, light inquiring into its own hope sol to gel gel to sol sun to.. when thought is on the loose the light's released "unstopped un produced" (I too remember that discussion very well

brain and mem (water) brane the brain in cerebro spinal water dwells
the zohar ruminates

when the changelinks
whose substance is mercury
rise from the common puddle
the phallomorphic fact of erectile history
for a moment
shows . no more than mercury
a membrane has a brain
does the light penetrate
the substance that is its yearning?
by the lip of the lake
I cried I
've been sol
too long

(key word: levitas

cs
5.14.2005 1:45am
CStein (mail):
tj 5-15-05 Sol to gel

There is something more in my previous post than mildly incoherent carvings from the matter of the moment, so I wish to parse it:

"sol to gel" is not only the moniker for a piece of avantgarde industrial exploitation (google it and you'll see what I mean)

but a salient property of the extra-cellular matrix

that quasi-liquid crystalline matter in which we, considered qua matter, for the most part, swim

as the brain is afloat in cerebro spinal fluid, as I say.

Whilhelm Reich was the first in modern language to discern that what, in modern language, is configured as a Psyche (previously a soul) constrains itself responsively through constrictions and contractions of belts of muscular armor; and after Reich, Ida Rolfe, modernly discerned that not only the musculature was involved in such contracture, but the sheet or sheath of collaginous tissue known as the fascia, contracted and decontracted too

but more recent discerners of somatic resilience find that the responsiveness of the extra-cellular matrix as it passes continuously from sol to gel from gel to sol registers instantaneous modifications of what post-modernly is no longer configured as the psyche but furtively remembered as the soul.

Now were it that the cell has no membrane, its gelatinous business were continuous with this matrix, this liquid crystalline matter in which we

swimmingly dwell, so that the cell, as self, were likely similarly responsive.

And another thing.

Rudolf Steiner says somewhere that there is a force in history, if not in physics, dual to gravity, he wants to call levity. Gravitas/levitas.

Moreover, it is a configured fact that when shape-shifters return to their primordially shapeless mass, they pass from solid form to a mercury-like quasi-liquid, and when they rise from their common pool, before assuming human shape, for a moment, they look like nothing else than the human phallus, rising. And I saw, for a moment, what Steiner meant: that "the soul in its progressive rise" (Olson says that somewhere) assumes its vertical form, as if in response to an attractor in the sky, is in fact a matter of a kind of collective tumescence, slow on the historical plane. And that the sol-to-gel condition of the liquid that swims in us, responsive, tumescentwere.

In the post-modern state we no longer have a "nature"rather we discover and affect configurations of ourselves as we may and can. In one register we configure ourselves as energy, modulations of the light, timelessly effulgent, as light surely is. In another, we recover what Thales meant, and comprehend all being as phases of the aqueous.
5.15.2005 5:47am
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