Inflorescence

Can you run out of information or does information create more information?

As I was thinking about this, the image of a tessellating flower came into my mind.

A mosaic. To the ant it can be rough terrain. To a giant it can be a smooth line circling round and round.

Particles or waves or all the same? From space it might be indistinguishable from everything else… until you zoom in.

Part to whole. Repetitive division. Fractional …izing  without end.

Each point in space is a different picture.

Changing velocity gives way to new inflorescence and varied forms of beauty.

Mistakes along the way give us our humanity, and saves us from mindless repetition.

Mother Nature knows what she is doing. She continues to dance to her own music.

Mankind needs to yield when necessary, and learn to listen more carefully to her cues.