When I saw it, I couldn’t help thinking:

“Which is crazier,  the monkey or the goat?  I mean the monkey is riding on the back of another animal while it walks on a thin wire. But then… there is the goat.  It is walking across a thin wire while having a monkey chained to it’s neck!”

Crazy.  Yet it appears to be working.  How sagefool.

So far this site has been little more than a toe in the virtual door holding open a possibility of sustained contribution… but mostly it is a waiting for the pieces to be in place to make a scalable change in the world.

Along that line, I have good news to report. 2 major restrictions to growth have been (very) recently removed. I built the structure necessary to enable a solution to a family organizational problem, and the studio is being rewired which will allow proper lighting for the filming stations that I have set up. I am pushing hard to finish the basic infrastructure by the time I turn 40 in January and to start releasing a 1.0 version in 2011.

Here is a picture of one of the white boards that I have built in the basement, on it is the interface I am crafting to use in crafting myself. It is almost a 1.0 version already. Very exciting. The next 8 weeks look to be very special.

Here’s this:

Things have been clicking, although certainly at the cost of total sleep.  The gains have been worth it.

But right now everything is just incubating.

Seems to me that people are supposed to make financial decisions based on morals, not business principles. Yet at the same time corporations are supposed to make financial decisions based on the math, not morals.

If so, in my limited reasoning, that means either people are stupid or corporations are evil.

Judging from the state of the country, I’d say the answer is probably both.

Actually, I really just want to be free of what is in my head.  (Un)fortunately it is unforgettable.  I am hoping that I will feel ok to let it go after I have put it into material form.  Like the last man to know a secret thing, I am desperately searching for someone to tell it to before it dies with me.

Yet while I have all of the pieces of the puzzle, and a picture of what it looks like I don’t have the physical space to put it together.  Everything is jumbled up and stacked on each other so that I am spending all of my time shuffling things back and forth and searching for stuff and little time putting pieces together.

It is an elaborate game of The Towers of Hanoi.

Which, fittingly, I suppose, is one of the first games I remember solving on my own at my Grandma’s house.  It was satisfying there, maybe I can draw on that to help with the agony I am feeling now.

Or, as Stephen Covey says, “You have to be patient with yourself when you are learning patience.”

At least I didn’t dig a deeper hole for myself yesterday – I had the opportunity and avoided it a number of times.  Progress?  Perhaps, but not the material, physical type that I was hoping for.

It is going to take some doing to organize everything, but I can’t see most of how everything is going to work now and I am consistently finding that I can make, at least awkward, transitions between the separate knowledge blocks that make up my general theory.

Cryptic, I am sure, but its one of those days…

Tonight I am skipping my standard job to do more important work my basement.

Pieces of the puzzle… step by step.

“It may seem a million miles away, but it gets a little closer everyday.”  – One World (Not Three) by Sting