Discovery v. Creation (as it pertains to me)

This is my first post here, but it is certainly not the beginning in the continuum of an ongoing series of conversations I have with myself and anyone who cares to join me.

Prior questions include: "What is Real?" "How do I know what is real?" "Is there absolute Truth?" "Can anything be known for certain?" "What assumptions (or beliefs) are most useful?" "What are the consequences of my assumptions/beliefs in my own life?" Or, "IF one believes A, THEN how will one interpret the world and behave in it?" "What is my relationship to reality?" "What is my niche?" "Who am I?"

I invite you to play with all of them. Here are my thoughts for today. Please note that they do not conform to standard English grammar. (Most of my writing does, but this came out in a stream of consciousness style. I say came out, because I don't know where thoughts come from. "Where do thoughts come from?" is another question I recommend.)

My old question where I left off in the string of precise questions was the relationship between discovery and creation and my role.

To pursue reality--presumably an independent reality which included little me--was to be a discoverer of things as they are. Science. Stepping back to observe, or carefully interacting. Wishing for nothing in particular except that things be themselves and let me know them as they are. Freedom to appreciate, to find underlying dynamic principles, to understand, to be stable and directionless, open. Intrinsic & relational values of everything.

Then seemingly at odds with this, creation. Meaning-making. Taking direction, creating definitions, pulling the finite out of the infinite, seeing shapes within the void. Goal-setting--self-alteration, deciding to be more this or more that or less that. Wanting external things to be different; conflicting directions, creative forces at odds. Responsibility and power. Art. Freedom to create, to plunge into a specific form of bondage, to synthesize the old into the new. Interactive reality. Neurolinguistic programming, opinions, choice. Co-creative reality soup. Relativity; perspectives vying for power. Aggression. Attachment. Wants. External constraints, internal constraints. Doubt. Failure. Immersion, and stepping back. Discovery inevitably part of creation: "Curving back on my own nature, I create again and again."

(Thus ends Art and Nature, minus doubt and failure. On to Classical Mechanics.)

Squirrels' flowing bounds: parabolas or sinusoidal functions? Does science know what it's talking about? Are Newtonian diagrams socially responsible entities? Tools, neutrality-->frustration. I can approximate the path of a football with this equation, but I do not know how to kick a football.

(Back to Art and Nature conclusions)

I am the outcome of every process I engage in. I am my own artwork haphazardly pieced together by this discussion and that experience and those stories. Each discovery I make re-creates me into something new. I am a process. I influence other processes, I initiate other processes. (Fast-forward to present) When did I last extract myself to slip into Being and discovering, when did I last close my eyes to concerns that they might be refreshed and see the world anew? Stop thinking? Can one be responsible and do these things? Yes . . . but the current social perception seems to be 'no.'

"Seems to be"--the ever ambiguous world, the ever unsure reality where to be certain is to be wrong and to succeed requires assumptions empirically grounded.

(Back to Physics--Classical Mechanics; Solids, Fluids, and Thermodynamics)

"Why" retired to a grave; the world dimmed; and "How" became ghostly pale as the "Why" was replaced by mundane descriptions of increasingly smaller-scale "What"s with no apparent reason or purpose. Humans became predictable variables who made perfect sense to themselves; others' agreement indicated capacity to understand, rather than degree of sensibility.

The unknown became associated with failure. Failure became associated with unhappiness. The world spun west to east and day became night.

I do not know what I am writing anymore, so now I will stop.

Upon reading through I have discovered it, I shall proceed.

There is direction in life: accumulation of energy. (Presumably universal) laws of thermodynamics interact with human desires, with biological, chemical, and geological processes. We all are processes, aren't we?

Perhaps the only question is whether we are accumulating energy via an external energy source or some infinite internal dynamism of a metaphysical nature. If so, then we are alive, physically or metaphorically, respectively.

What does it mean to live metaphorically? Associatively, connecting A to B in a web of meaning. Associating intrinsic values of distinct entities . . . How can one identify intrinsic values from an external vantage point? How can one declare entities distinct aside from perception which is by its nature interpretive?

Bahumbug }:( "Chop wood, carry water." Life as an experiment, or series of experiments, or series of simultaneous experiments on experimenting. That which knows cannot prove itself hypothetically. Empirical evidence gathering requires tweaking the experiment.

How can one be a discoverer and a creator, a scientist and an artist (is there any difference between a scientist and an artist? I think not,) how can one be still and at once active, receptive and dynamic (another surprise--dynamism spills out of receptivity. How can one be receptive?) how can one be free yet play within boundaries?