Zaria Forman, Greenland #62, 2012
Bowery Blues by Jack Kerouac The story of man Makes me sick Inside, outside, I don't know why Something so conditional And all talk Should hurt me so. I am hurt I am scared I want to live I want to die I don't know Where to turn In the Void And when To cut Out For no Church told me No Guru holds me No advice Just stone Of New York And on the cafeteria We hear The saxophone O dead Ruby Died of Shot In Thirty Two, Sounding like old times And de bombed Empty decapitated Murder by the clock. And I see Shadows Dancing into Doom In love, holding TIght the lovely asses Of the little girls In love with sex Showing themselves In white undergarments At elevated windows Hoping for the Worst. I can't take it Anymore If I can't hold My little behind To me in my room Then it's goodbye Sangsara For me Besides Girls aren't as good As they look And Samadhi Is better Than you think When it starts in Hitting your head In with Buzz Of glittergold Heaven's Angels Wailing Saying We've been waiting for you Since Morning, Jack Why were you so long Dallying in the sooty room? This transcendental Brilliance Is the better part (of Nothingness I sing) Okay. Quit. Mad. Stop.
For The Death of 100 Whales by Michael McClure Hung midsea Like a boat mid-air The liners boiled their pastures: The liners of flesh, The Arctic steamers Brains the size of a teacup Mouths the size of a door The sleek wolves Mowers and reapers of sea kine. THE GIANT TADPOLES (Meat their algae) Lept Like sheep or children. Shot from the sea's bore. Turned and twisted (Goya!!) Flung blood and sperm. Incense. Gnashed at their tails and brothers Cursed Christ of mammals, Snapped at the sun, Ran for the Sea's floor. Goya! Goya! Oh Lawrence No angels dance those bridges. OH GUN! OH BOW! There are no churches in the waves, No holiness, No passages or crossings From the beasts' wet shore.
The image, as in a Hexagram by Lew Welch The hermit locks his door against the blizzard. He keeps the cabin warm. All winter long he sorts out all he has. What was well started shall be finished. What was not, should be thrown away. In spring he emerges with one garment and a single book. The cabin is very clean. Except for that, you'd never guess anyone lived there.
Four Fallacies of the Second Great Depression by Robert Skidelsky
Esteemed economist Robert Skidelsky debunks 4 fallacies extolled by proponents the current economic consensus.
* Lesson of the thrifty Swabian Housewife
* The government cannot spend money it does not have
* The national debt is deferred taxation
* The national debt is a burden on future generations
And a classic Skidelsky quote to close.
"We can learn from the experience of the 1930’s. A rising tide lifts all boats; a receding one ignites a Hobbesian war of each against all."

Left: Diego Velázquez, Portrait of Innocent X, 1650
Right: Francis Bacon, Study after Velázquez's Portrait of Pope Innocent X, 1953
Metropolis Algorithm for Monte Carlo
Simplex Method for Linear Programming
Krylov Subspace Iteration Methods
The Decompositional Approach to Matrix Computations
The Fortran Optimizing Compiler
QR Algorithm for Computing Eigenvalues
Quicksort Algorithm for Sorting
Fast Fourier Transform
Integer Relation Detection
Fast Multipole Method
** Together and Alone, Closing the Prime Gap
"On May 13, an obscure mathematician — one whose talents had gone so unrecognized that he had worked at a Subway restaurant to make ends meet — garnered worldwide attention and accolades from the mathematics community for settling a long-standing open question about prime numbers, those numbers divisible by only one and themselves."
Belphegor's Prime is a palindromic prime number with 666 resting right in the middle of the 26 zeros, 13 on each side.









