It's Sunday morning. It's 80 degrees in The Womb, with the AC units running, so here I sit at the kitchen table, ruminating.
Yesterday was an adult portion. A full on phenomenon. Up and pretty at 8am. In Princeton by 10am, in the name of science, and inspiration.
The Princeton Plasma Physics Lab was hosting an open house. I foolishly skipped the last one I was aware of, back in the Bucks County days, and have regretted it ever since. That's a dozen year mistake, folks.
Walking those halls, seeing all the laboratories and tech and ohhhh those beautiful machines, I saw and felt a whole other way to live, a whole other dimension, if you will. I wanted to stretch my brain, add new hours to each day, so that I could understand.
Yes, I am a poet and percussionist and photographer. Yes, I am a student of the Western mysteries. And I am happy to be all of those things. But why not a mathematician & a scientist as well?
Bug had some great insights on the matter as we had a late lunch after the lab visit. She advocated expanding my reading, working my way systematically through the various popular science and math texts on my shelves, maybe augmenting that with something like Khan Academy, and applying what I learn to my study of the Tablet & Stone.
This resonated. Tremendously.
After we ate, I glammed up and headed out to a gig with Beth Ann at a new location, an interfaith center / store a few towns over. It wasn't in the best neighborhood, but the vibe inside more than made up for that. The family who runs the place actually sought us out awhile back, and they were as kind as I'd hoped they'd be from our bits of communication and planning.
(I like this picture that someone took before the gig last night. Note the orange PPPL bag behind my drum ... )
The show wasn't as well attended as any of us had hoped, probably due to the archetypical summery weather that most people that aren't me seem to enjoy. But we played very well for the 20 or so people that were there, and ended up getting paid a fair amount as well. So one one mustn't complain.
Alright. As hot and potentially stormy as it is, I think we may go out for a bit of a wander. I'll write about it tonight if it happens.

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