And this last one is "From 20,000 Feet;"
the last I saw him.
"From 20,000 Feet."
I was mentioning in one of the classes here--
I have this kind of obsessive sense of form
that I keep-- it seems to me that you
see the same forms in all kinds of different places.
But people don't say they are related.
And I mean, you can see it in things that are related.
I live in a town where there's a boat school.
And when you look at the boat that's half built,
it has these ribs that look like fish's ribs.
And certainly, airplanes look like birds.
It's so obvious.
Here we are in this age.
And we think we're so smart, right?
And we're designing things that sort of look
like things that were born that way.
And it seems so funny to me in a way.
And now they're making these robots that actually have
arms and legs and everything.
It seems that Mickey Mouse--
I don't know.
But they work.
It's a good design, we found out.
It's better design.
But there's a way to in which--
we were talking in this class about those maps
where you can see underneath the ocean.
The ocean floor has the wrinkles of a lizard's back.
It has that kind of skin.
It's really amazing.
Looks just like a kind of an animal skin.
And there are ways in which the boat
looks like the wave it will cut through and currents.
And I love those relations among forms.
Most peculiar are the ones where forms
that seem so widely disparate suddenly look related to you.
This [INAUDIBLE]---- I'll stop explaining this thing.
"From 20,000 Feet."
But that's my hope, that we just don't understand
the things that look so opposite to us or so unimaginable to us.
There's something related in them we can't see.
If we keep studying, we'll get through.
"From 20,000 Feet."
"The cloud formation looks like banks of rock from here,
though rock and cloud are thought so opposite.
Earth's underlying nature might be
likeness, likeness everywhere disguised by wavelength,
amplitude, and frequency.
If we got far enough away, could we decipher the design?
From here, so much goes by too fast or slow for sight.
Is death a stretch of time in which a life is just a flash?
Everything we know, we only know that we will lose.
The fetus, expert at attachment, didn't
dream that cramped canal would open into sound and light
and love.
It clung, it didn't care.
The future looked like death to it from there."
Thank you.
Thanks for coming out.
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Thank you.