The genesis of the title came from an innocent statement in a conversation with Victor Maldonado in which I said,

“you know, molecules have no edges.”

Victor has not let me forget; we still often times begin new conversations with a restatement of that concept.

Now, I have no intention, at least at this point, of explaining the scientific concept of the lack of edges (or surfaces) associated with molecules. But, because of Victor I am beginning to catch glimpses of the implications of this concept. The depth and breath of subjects that relate to the concept are far too great for an individual to fully explore and comprehend. Nevertheless the notion of the quest is compelling, and this blog a mechanism for its documentation.

In the phrase, Up against the edge of a cliff, there is an implication of danger, just as there is with the phrase, against the edge of a knife. Yet both also imply opportunity. When you step over the edge you enter the territories of the unknown, the regions where discoveries may be made.   Retreat from the edge could be interpreted as prudent caution, but it may also imply a fear of the unknown and possibly even a poverty of curiosity. But should one have concerns at all when the journey is into the territories of the imagination? Here, isn’t risk nothing more than an abstract concept? That depends. Are you prepared to subject deeply ingrained beliefs, ones that may serve as guiding principles for the conduct of your life, to highly infectious ideas?

Edges are interfaces, places where matter and ideas between domains mix and cross-fertilize. The connections and re-combinations that follow are the source of new ideas, new forms, and new understandings. Therein lies the essence of my intentions, imagining connections, correspondences, juxtapositions, and relationships that would not otherwise exist; in short my imagination does not allow separations between ideas and forms. I am against imaginary borders implied by edges.