"Two Poets in a Cloud" - philofiction by Ariel Riveros

My cloud today: in today's condensation we have Henri ice-bergson postulating an infinite amount of time dimensions or factorials and variations thereof. How many types of infinities are there? And can you make a thickshake from that? 

Don't throw Henri ice-bergson out with the bathwater. Next uncertainty I'm not bothered clearing up. Whitehead world and Uexekuells umwelt - same thing. Two pineapples. My prosaic identity-time field. Posit an X axis my identity distinctable through time. Me just a second ago is distinct from me in immediacy. Or even less than a second. We get asymptotic and Zeno measure paradox yay. 

Flex that back to my conception and the entire transgenerational genomic historical strands qua rhizome. Strawberry shortcake forever. And future timelines as its own multitemporal tangle of percentage likelihoods. And what genomic blood drop or tree frogleap in the strata of tangle and embedded tangle all extending in double-articulation in the form of finding the next random reified fork in the road

Throw all in thickshake, hurl all at cloud. Precipitation your name is not madness. Not referentialist. Integrity discloses its limits. It's thickshake pouring over the tablelands of idyllic charts.