🚀 go-pugleaf

For the World to live, Romanticism must die.  A divorce from this meagre
illusion, this mind-parasite, is due.  When Byron said that the others
were foolish to dimiss Pope and the Past, but rather that they should see
the artistry that informed their thought, most assumed that in the quest
to be the most rebellious of rebels, Lord B. just had to subvert the
very foundations of Romanticism itself--the idea that Pope is a turd!
Yet if we examine, say, _Don_Juan_ more carefully, we can easily see
the insight into the Problem of Meaning that Byron possessed.  Is meaning,
then, as Wordsworth and the gang would have it, a welling up from some
inner reserve of most holy being, the blood-in-the-lungs mystery of life?
Or is it rather, as the Medieval Scholastics and the Renaissance Dramatists,
et. al., say:  It is a collection and collation between quanta of iconography.
I'll repeat that another way:  Meaning is a result of structured interrelation-
ship between discreet icons.  I'll not go into too much detail here, but look
at the literary functioning of Genesis for a widely available example.  To see
this clearly, take a close look at the story of Joseph and the interpolated
story of Judah--icons, despite the supposed personalism of Hebraic doctrines,
and the supposed impersonalism of the Hellenic, we find iconic quanta in the
Bible and dogmatic idealism in the Greco-Roman philosophers.  Hence personhood
is, as is obvious if examined properly, iconographic! is a   quantum inter-
action!  Look, it's an AI problem:  Those dumb early folks thought reality was
so rill it was jumping up and biting them on the nose every second.
Of course their impeccable experience and their perfected logical models would
easily reproduce God's finest creation, the human brain!  But, holee-hooly,
they find that their lines and logic, their reductionist thinking, their
naive idealism, keeps running into quanta (fast moving at that too) of meaning
rather than Plato's underlying realm of absolutes.  So, stop feeling from your
damn gut, you fools, and start using your brains like they did in the middle
ages or you're all likely to go out in one big bang...no, no a bunch of little
bangs...or...wait....hmmmmm...
Well put it this way:  When Goedel published his proof in '39 of the inadequacy
of mathematical systems, well....one may say that is beat to pieces many
nations of notions which had been stirring much too long....