{"id":469,"date":"2007-11-18T11:35:03","date_gmt":"2007-11-18T19:35:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/2007\/11\/18\/the-cave-and-the-marketplace\/"},"modified":"2007-11-18T13:06:58","modified_gmt":"2007-11-18T21:06:58","slug":"the-cave-and-the-marketplace","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/2007\/11\/18\/the-cave-and-the-marketplace\/","title":{"rendered":"The Cave and the Marketplace"},"content":{"rendered":"

Last week I finished writing Chapter 6 (out of eight) of Hylozoic<\/em>, and now I\u2019m writing a \u201cthought experiment\u201d\u009d story about infinity for an anthology about infinity for an academic publisher.<\/p>\n

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[Note the three-eyed skull in a Mission street-poster outside Atlas Cafe for a band called “Psychedelic Horseshi*t”.]<\/p>\n

My working title is \u201cThe Aktuals.” In German, \u201cactual infinite\u201d\u009d is \u201caktual-unendlich,\u201d\u009d and I plan to refer to my transfinite beings as Aktuals, thus the title. <\/p>\n

I’d like the story that does for infinity what Flatland <\/em>does for the fourth dimension. My story will begin with the discovery that we share our world with transfinite beings, followed by the realization that we ourselves are transfinite (or can become transfinite) and a dramatic exfoliation of the consequences.<\/p>\n

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I\u2019m right at the tricky part that comes after the gerneralized B. S. and before the actual writing — the hard-to-explain transition where the muse comes to see me and I get an actual story.<\/p>\n

Looking for input from the world right now. We spent the night in Berkeley after the concert, then killed the day in Berkeley and the Mission, going to a friend\u2019s wedding Sat eve near Borderlands Books. My fans out, seining for visions.<\/p>\n

The curry and coconut udon with grilled chicken soup at Noodle Theory.<\/p>\n

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I did my concert with Roy Whelden’s group last night, the music was lovely, and the projector was strong.<\/p>\n

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I served as the transducer crystal, connecting the sound to the video. It was a little tricky for me, keeping up with the changes. Like skiing steeply downhill in an unfamiliar videogame. And of course CAPOW, which never crashes, crashed a few times due to “demo effect,” but I was able to recover quickly each time.<\/p>\n

I got to meet Karen Clark in the flesh, taller than expected, the woman who sang my words, \u201cOh man, we are in heaven, for sure, for sure.\u201d\u009d Great to see her.<\/p>\n

Combing the images of the weekend. The Asian students\u2019 food court in the night off Telegraph Ave; the Bekeley bums screaming curses at me.<\/p>\n

Looking out the window of the Durant Hotel this morning, pondering the odd twitching motions of the lower limbs that humans use to move themselves through space (they call it \u201cwalking.\u201d\u009d)<\/p>\n

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The sunlight on the pastel walls near the Atlas Cafe in the Mission.<\/p>\n

Sat in Ritual Roasters Coffee Shop later on. Some of the framed art on display consists of memoir-fragments hand-written black on white and framed. The closest talks about padding out on a surfboard at Ocean Beach for the first time in a long time. \u201cI almost cried it felt so good.\u201d\u009d And I\u2019m like, yeah, I understand. And I\u2019m thinking that in Kyoto I wouldn\u2019t be able to read the writing, and if I could read it, the spot mentioned would mean nothing to me. It\u2019s nice to be where I know what\u2019s going on.<\/p>\n

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In Modern Times Books on Valencia street, I read a comic by the amazing Jim Woodring <\/a><\/em>comic, \u201cThe Lute String, Part I,\u201d\u009d in the latest issue of Mome<\/em>, that shifts POV into a higher world with an elephant god (Ganesh?), and the elephant dances through starry space, leaving a multi-layer trail. One layer of the trail is our ordinary reality, Mom and Dad and the kids; another is a cloud of Hindu deities. Equally unlikely and strange. <\/p>\n

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Closing the book and looking up I see a guy, his head, he\u2019s behind a bookcase, and I\u2019m thinking how remarkable to be incarnated here, among the humans. I bought this issue of Mome <\/a><\/em>for further study; above is the frame I\u2019m talkin\u2019 about. (In case you don\u2019t know, \u201cmome\u201d\u009d means \u201cfar from home,\u201d\u009d as in \u201cthe mome raths did outgrabe,\u201d\u009d meaning, \u201cthe lost animals-somewhat-like-pigs made a noise like a bellow and a sneeze\u201d\u009d —see Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass). I had raths in my novel Freeware<\/em>, too.<\/p>\n

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I can think like a mome rath and outgrabe my infinity story now. Joy. I\u2019m glad to be off the road and done with the PR push for Postsingular<\/a><\/em>. My legs hurt. Out of the marketplace and back in the cave.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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