Entropy seems to be order’s ultimate champion. Leaning to disarray makes attention to a certain kind ov assemblage over Another. Balance . . .
It is not even close to a tipping point; not at all, since balance involves odd aspects of faith.
Order serves at showing, inconsistencies in our methods of determining the ideal angle of zero degrees given odd geographical details.
WHO? is Nauseam and why to we write ads to it?
Insects… that seems to be all that comes to mind. The inviting hive resisting my odd flying habits.
C’est comme cela la syntax du moment, y’a toujours un élément important auquel il nous manque une clef pour y réfléchir. Un moment d’inattention.
Cold, makes things look organized that much longer. Then freezing and thawing seem to throw little illusions in our path. Or it could be the waves of heat coming from the gloves clenched in your teeth distorting perspectives.
How well do we recognize order in dimensional planes? Is it like time, irrelevant in absence of context? P. Greenaway says that humans have weak skills in recognizing symmetry over time.