SONGS OF THE SWAMP/LIEDER AUS DEM MORAS Manifesto 1
ON "PUNCTUATED EQUILIBRIUM" AS A METAPHORIC TOOL IN THE CREATION AND GOVERNANCE OF HUMAN INSTITUTIONS
We are gardeners of our selves and every other. We cling to each other with error after error: A garden of hungers harvesting errors of faith in the future. Hurtling around the Sun. Face it front-on like a belly-flopping smack that strips away all instance-flesh of things. Leaving floating DNA and TECHNE singing-out for a grip in the ink. We need to seize a little dimension of time for us to wander this evacuated space of linkage. To ponder Principles of best practice for the creation and governance of systems. How to shape the chorus of instances arriving as the present every now and now and now and now.
The city planner and also Obama, systems-engineers and like designers, describe the four-dimensional change they shape with the language of evolution. Accepting his Nobel for pure potential, Obama quotes J.F. K.: "Let us focus"[…]"on a gradual evolution in human institutions."
Fast evolution is out of focus, a sinister song for special events. This two-speed evolution is called punctuated equilibrium ¹ . The steady sputter of genetic and technic fountains of errors keep traction on the ancestral speed of change. But cataclysmic punctuations create an evil slickness of experience on which only rare and radical errors-like mammals with flippers-can grip. Big slipperiness shifts the calculus towards: The bigger the error, the better. Surplus labor (less able to offer its errors) can only hope that War, Hunger and Warming herald a cataclysmic supercession. A new ecology of systems.
THE GARDEN DESIGNERS' SONG and THE GARDEN DESIGNERS' SCULPTURE
The organ of positive paranoia is initiated with a vision of the universal coalescence of error: The imagination power of every creature born required to garden and garden and garden the effort-absorbing ecology of a garden of economies. The vision cuts the cubist wax off of the golden rule of gardeners: To Vanquish Evil, Increase The Yield Of Error.
The Garden Designer seeks new dynamos of error-emancipation. It is always asking
itself what it can build to bring alliveness into contact with experience. How to amplify the care with which error is harvested into the currency of traction. The Garden Designers sculpture is a post-evolutionary design act: New invasive systems are introduced by viral choruses of orders for mass-production of new niches: A trellis made with permanence in mind so Life doesn't painstakingly encircle a temporary structure.
When every thing is having experiences to which it can respond, traction is high so change is low. This is an old garden, in equilibrium. A loved garden, the garden in which we came about. The garden we should like to bring along with us. I know it seems romantic: a museum of ancestral errors, pegged-up on a hi-tech trellis, forever harvesting its errors.