A morning last week I walked into an office that is normally pretty sedate and immediately felt the pressure of a tensioned atmosphere. I asked someone what was up and she responded with a forced smile "Oh,....dynamics".
I wanted to flee the building. That word. It conveys so much so succinctly. Individual personality systems creating friction as they interacted in a group system. Too exhausting to tolerate on an otherwise very tolerable summer day.
Of course, everything is a system and all systems are dynamic. But we use to word to mean bad dynamics. The system not operating as we want it to. Nuts and bolts flying, electronics sparking, jaguars raining from the sky, asteroids careening into space stations. Chaos.
It reminds me of a vague memory of someone explaining that entropy isn't so much increasing disorder, just a different order than the one we preferred.
So when "dynamics" are proceeding in the intended order we ignore it/them. It falls into the background of our conscious; then its just "nature" or "order". Essentially, its classified as The Expected. And then when things don't go as expected we screech about those damn dynamics. Symmetry being broken?
I hope I understand. It really is fascinating to realize that your thinking is a Swiss watch ;)
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