Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted

Saturday, 9 March 2019

The Filthie Cartographers

Imagine a map. It doesn't have anything to scale, geography is secondary to art, culture, religion, and fable - all of which would also appear on the document.

In this age of boggling draftsmanship, GPS, and computer enhanced skills it is strange to find ourselves completely and utterly unable to fabricate anything close to those made by our ancestors.

Our world - as it appeared long ago.

I wonder if all those computers and satellites and laser measurements accurate to one angstrom - could it be that they distort our view on our world and universe rather than clarify it? For all the problems with that map - something about it sings to my soul, even after close to 1000 years.

Have a great Saturday.

1 comment:

  1. "The world used to be simple. You merely notice in passing that you got wet by brushing against the drops of dew while meandering through the meadow. But from the time people undertook to explain this one drop of dew scientifically, they trapped themselves in the endless hell of the intellect." - Masanobu Fukuoka, The One-Straw Revolution