At the pinch of the Saint Lawrence River, the horns of classical pipe organs befog the ear of stillness ...
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Bienvenue 113,000 impassioned readers! At its heart, HXLLYWXXDVICES is a monthly editorial on the marginal expansion of the human species.
We cogitate times near with regard to expectations and probable outcomes.
The July edition of the HXLLYWXXDVICES monthly pairs-best while listening to this grand composition. The crescendo, if you time it just right, may summit at just the opportune frequency.
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AT THE PINCH of THE SAINT LAWRENCE RIVER, THE HORNS of CLASSICAL PIPE ORGANS BEFOG THE EAR of STILLNESS...
Pardon my use of the French language at certain junctures; often an occurrence, the French word, in its personal significance to me resonates more clearly; a quirk of being the child of a bi-lingual mother, one of the pronounced privileges of my life.
Now, you may be asking yourself, βhow does purpose or function resonate more clearly in French than the English language the author publish his musings?β
Well, gentle wanderer of the river Styx (Saint Lawrence) , let a patient presence appear from a dimension transcendent; my Motherβs Father; a longshoreman, a logger Quebecois, my Grandfather. The precise archetype of an authentic journΓ©e de travail, he indestructibly helped in the transport of timber from one port to another so that market participants may transact and productive economic activity may transpire and he may return home safely, a patriarch to his cheerful daughter.
She grew up in a small bayside town, nearly distanced from this economic productivity at the pinch of the St. Lawrence River. She spoke primarily French when she gave birth to me at the auspicious age of 28. During her days as my primary early-childhood educator, it was natural for her to teach me the ways of the force in her native language despite her emigration to a predominant English speaking suburb just north of Toronto where I had been born. Providentially, we would summer in that small bayside town at the pinch of the St. Lawrence, glissading down naturally cascading waterfall-slides, caring after farm animals on a modest abundance of our relativesβ farm land, or dancing under the crackles of bonfires and fireflies ; certainly a long way from HXLLYWXXD.
Timber logistics , farming, emigration, demographics.
Systems transcend. I romanticize the narratives with idiosyncratic storylines. The data remains. Presently, labour market is the data du jour, howbeit dragging along, Louboutin heels on pavement, so weβll continue to surveil future expectations during these undemanding times of witness and allow. Regarding future expectations, at the top of our data terminal, US 5Y5Y real-rates are at 15.9 as ofΒ August 10th, a one month delta of -56.9.
After-all, examining these systems through a mechanism of design solutions requires certain creativity. To do so, we must uncover, via a superabundance of data and available information, root factors of a barrage of disciplines, inclusive of, but not confined to: design, finance, music, (even the classical, as youβll soon find out, if you havenβt already), film, digital identity, business, art, technology, photography, cryptography, philosophy, architecture, sustainability, wellness, farming, supply logistics, mobility, literature, human bio-mechanical evolution, robotics, cliodynamics, macrosociology, economics, mathematical modeling, energy, longevity, couture, travel, data science, base metals, demographics, machine learning, artificial intelligence, the mind, network states; embark the enterprise venturing the internet frontier!Β
At this point, youβre probably quoting a certain 60s era agent of her Majestyβs secret service. No, not Connery. Nor Niven. Not even Lanzeby. This man of mystery played opposite the delightful Michael York:
βWhat does it all mean Basil?
From the 60s to the cinematic raconteur of the inflationary 70s, Paul Thomas Anderson:
ββ¦you can learn more from John Sturges' audio track on the 'Bad Day at Black Rock' laserdisc than you can in 20 years of film school... the information is there if you want it.βΒ
Witness and allow. Transcend traditional societal design.
Language included.
And so, if I am ever without proper grammar; regardless of the languages I am intermingling in my romanticization of societal systems; kindly emend me.
I am incessantly composing my own Toccata and Fugue in D minor.
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