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Galaxies spin around my head, and the ground shifts beneath my feet.  All around is me vast, undulating ~World-Potential.  The Earth is supporting 7 billion human beings.

I am safe here and grateful for it.  In the midst of this, some of my reflections and desires follow:

{{bluem{I do not wish to work for Industry.}}}
*For many years, I have felt "out of place" … almost drifting, though bound to routines.  I have lacked an educational and professional "track," or am simply unwilling to see my life as a track. 
**The word //career// literally means racecourse. Competitive; pre-plotted to a finish line.  This is not me!
*I have educated myself well, and I am not done. I have not failed.
*~World-Potential is open wide to me.

{{bluem{I love my wife and children, though I express it imperfectly.
At times I have acted selfishly.}}}
*Together, we make a community where we can be //brave, steadfast, compassionate, and true.//
*Love them, protect them, prepare them, let them flower.

In broad terms, I desire:
''//To Understand//'' – I seek a [[Great Explaining|World Mythologies]] of all around me, and the causes of where I stand (which inherently limit my view)

''//Be Connected to Other Life//'' – overcoming a habit to maintain distance and escape

''//Stand in Awe of the Cosmos//'' – despite distraction and selective vision

''//Live and Work in 'Society'//'' – requiring that I learn to feel comfortable with my self in the world of human interactions

''//Walk and Dance With Myself//'' – with self-reliance and joy, again requiring a certain level of comfort and self-trust

''//Ease Suffering and Help Others Make [[Manifest]]//''

''//Exercise Reason, Compassion, and Knowledge//'' – to help solve problems of all magnitudes

''//Enjoy and Cultivate Art//'' – going beyond my own particular 'taste' and beliefs

18 September 2011, just before my 29th birthday; edited 1 March 2014.
[[Desiderata]] states what we humans need and desire for inner peace, as one man told it.  @@color(grey):{ Latin //''desideratum'' 'something desired' < __desiderare__ 'to desire.'// }@@
From Carl [[Jung]]'s essay "On the Relation of Analytical Psychology to Poetic Art", 1922, //The Spirit in Man, Art, and Literature//

     In contrast to the personal unconscious, which is a relatively thin layer immediately below the threshold of consciousness, the collective unconscious shows no tendency to become conscious under normal conditions, nor can it be brought back to recollection by any analytical technique, since it was never repressed or forgotten. The collective unconscious is not to be thought of as a self-subsistent entity; it is no more than a potentiality handed down to us from primordial times in the specific form of mnemonic images or inherited in the anatomical structure of the brain. There are no inborn ideas, but there are inborn possibilities of ideas that set bounds to even the boldest fantasy and keep our fantasy activity within certain categories: //a priori// ideas, as it were, the existence of which cannot be ascertained except from their effects. They appear only in the shaped material of art … only by inferences drawn from the finished work can we reconstruct the age-old original of the primordial image.

    The primordial image, or archetype, is a figure -- be it a daemon, a human being, or a process -- that constantly recurs in the course of history and appears wherever creative fantasy is freely expressed. Essentially, therefore, it is a mythological figure. When we examine these images more closely, we find that they give form to countless typical experiences of our ancestors. They are, so to speak the psychic residua of innumerable experiences of the same type. They present a picture of psychic life in the average, divided up and projected into the manifold figures of the mythological pantheon. But the mythological figures are themselves products of creative fantasy and still have to be translated into conceptual language. Only the beginnings of such a language exist, but once the necessary concepts are created they could give us an abstract, scientific understanding of the unconscious processes that lie at the roots of the primordial images. In each of these images there is a little piece of human psychology and human fate, a remnant of the joys and sorrows that have been repeated countless times in our ancestral history, and on the average follow ever the same course. It is like a deeply graven riverbed in the psyche, in which the waters of life, instead of flowing along as before in a broad but shallow stream, suddenly swell into a mighty river. This happens whenever that particular set of circumstances is encountered which over long periods of time has helped to lay down the primordial image.

    The moment when this mythological situation reappears is always characterized by a peculiar emotional intensity; it is as though chords in us were struck that had never resounded before, or as though forces whose existence we never suspected were unloosed … when an archetypal situation occurs we suddenly feel an extraordinary sense of release, as though transported, or caught up by an overwhelming power. At such moments we are no longer individual, but the race; the voice of all mankind resounds in us. The individual man cannot use his powers to the full unless he is aided by one of those collective representations we call ideals, which releases all the hidden forces of instinct that are inaccessible to his conscious will. The most effective ideals are always fairly obvious variants of an archetype …

    The impact of an archetype, whether it takes the form of immediate experience or is expressed through the spoken word, stirs us because it summons up a voice that is stronger than our own. Whoever speaks in primordial images speaks with a thousand voices; he enthrals and overpowers, while at the same time he lifts the idea he is seeking to express out of the occasional and the transitory into the realm of the ever-enduring. He transmutes our personal destiny into the destiny of mankind, and evokes in us all those beneficent forces that ever and anon have enabled humanity to find a refuge from every peril and to outlive the longest night.

      That is the secret of great art, and of its effect upon us. The creative process, so far as we are able to follow it at all, consists in the unconscious activation of an archetypal image, and in elaborating and shaping this image into the finished work. By giving it shape, the artist translates it into the language of the present, and so makes it possible for us to find our way back to the deepest springs of life. Therein lies the social significance of art: it is constantly at work educating the spirit of the age, conjuring up the forms in which the age is most lacking. The unsatisfied yearning of the artist reaches back to the primordial image in the unconscious which is best fitted to compensate the inadequacy and one-sidedness of the present. The artist seizes on this image, and in raising it from deepest unconsciousness he brings it into relation with conscious values, thereby transforming it until it can be accepted by the minds of his contemporaries according to their powers.

     Peoples and times, like individuals, have their own characteristic tendencies and attitudes. The very word "attitude" betrays the necessary bias that every marked tendency entails. Direction implies exclusion, and exclusion means that very many psychic elements that could play their part in life are denied the right to exist because they are incompatible with the general attitude.

The normal man can follow the general trend without injury to himself; but the man who takes to the back streets and alleys because he ''cannot endure the broad highway'' will be the first to discover the psychic elements that are waiting to play their part in the life of the collective. Here ''the artist's relative lack of adaptation turns out to his advantage''; it enables him to follow his ''own yearnings far from the beaten path, and to discover what it is that would meet the unconscious needs of his age.'' Thus, just as the one-sidedness of the individual's conscious attitude is corrected by reactions from the unconscious, so art represents a process of self-regulation in the life of nations and epochs.
So the day has ended, and I survived it.  Really, that statement is overly dramatic.  The day was fairly ordinary, but so can pass an entire lifetime.  As a British poet said in [[a favorite verse|Credo]] of mine:

"For of our time we lose so large a part
In serious trifles, and so oft let slip
The wine of every moment, at the lip
Its moment, and the moment of the heart."

What a true statement you made, about our inner and outer lives.  Why are they so at odds, I wonder?  Has it been a weakness of will that caused my energies to diverge, and now cannot unite toward one purpose again?  I come up with empty hands when I ask the question, "What do I want?"  So I delay choosing, and hold out my empty hands to be filled by the gods of family, commerce, and techne.

//[[Techne]]//, another interesting word which I used here by instinct, then looked up for clarification.  A Greek word,  "Techne (literally: craftsmanship) is often used in philosophical discourse as distinguished from art (or poiesis). This use of the word also occurs to differentiate between linear narrative presentation of knowledge and dynamic presentation of knowledge, wherein techne represents the former and poiesis represents the latter."  Personally, I'd rather be a poet than a technician, but guess which role I've taken?  The one which is more sanctioned by society.

Language is one of my first loves.  Even though writing sometimes seems like a chore, because the words spin about in my mind and seem to resist the capture onto paper or screen.

I recently was exposed to a new author who I am thoroughly rapt with -- a Greek named Nikos [[Kazantzakis]].  I am currently reading //The Saviors of God//.  Indulge me in quoting again:
<<tiddler [[passages/dig]]>>
[img[Colored Bicycle for the Mind|][]]
I added the color to the [[bicycle]] logo

[img[Bicycle for the Mind – wire sculpture|][]]
Wire sculpture created by my wife Lily

Mandala colored by Lily 7 Sept 2007.  It alludes to "The Yellow Brick Road" from Baum's Oz books (which I loved as a child), and also to the [[Blue Flower]].
She obtained the line-art from [[|]]
Every morning
I shall concern myself anew about the boundary
Between the love-deed-Yes
and the power-deed-No,
And pressing forward honor reality.
We cannot avoid
Using power,
Cannot escape the compulsion
To afflict the world,
So let us, cautious in diction
And mighty in contradiction,
Love powerfully.
— "Power and Love" (1926)
Martin [[Buber]]
//See the [[etymology|]] of lambanein//

''//analambanein//'' "to receive, take up, restore," from //ana-// "up" + //lambanein// "to take"

related Greek //syllabe// "that which is held together; a [[syllable|iacere/ictus]], several sounds or letters taken together," i.e. "a taking together" of letters; from ''//syllambanein//'' "take or put together, collect, gather," from assimilated form of //syn-// "together" + stem of //lambanein// "to take"

from a [[Photograph Essay by Chad Miller|]]

''gnomon, analemma, and water''.
[img[Sundial in Orlando, Florida (by Chad Miller)|][]]

We went for a walk this evening through a new part of town, and I paused to look at a water path next and its curious column.
I got close by walking across the small bridge and concrete ovals, and noticed its suspended sphere at the top. It reminded me of a planet, suspended in space. I then noticed the sphere was impaled on the sharp end of metal, giving me the idea of a pointer.
It looked a little like a gnomon to me, so I looked hopefuly for marks on the circle around it, which might mark off the time. of day, and I was disappointed to find none.
Then, I stepped back and noticed I was standing on a huge analemma. Which is north of the column! Ah! It *is* a kind of sundial, and a very accurate one! But, only for one instant every day.
The sun arcs across the sky once a day, and as our tilted planet goes around the sun, the sun's position moves higher and lower, and slightly left and right for a chosen minute every day, over the course of one year.
This analemma, the outline of large figure-8, must be where the sun intersects every day at exactly noon. It is off-set slightly from the base because we are not in the exact center of our time zone and the center-spot, noon, is a bit earlier than it should be,
The analemma is a feature in two of my favorite author's books. One is the set of three called "The Baroque Cycle". Here's a quote from the other (which doesn't explain the analemma and its mystery).
//Orolo was looking about curiously. He seemed almost bored. He sidestepped to a position where he could get a clear view uphill through the open gates and see what was headed for him. That, I think, gave him a sense of how many more seconds he had. He picked up a trenching tool that had been discarded, and used its handle to slash an arc into the loose soil. He turned, again and again, joining one arc to another, until he had completed the graceful, neverending curve of the analemma. Then he tossed the tool aside and stood on the center, facing his fate.
The buildings of the concent imploded before the glowing cloud even reached them, for the avalanche was pushing an invisible pressure wave before it. Destruction washed across the full width of the concent in a few seconds, and slammed into the walls from the back side. The walls bulged, cracked, shed a few blocks, but held, until the glowing cloud hit them with its full force. Then they went down like a sand castle struck by a wave.//

–From __Anathem__, by Neal Stephenson.


analect, analemma, analog, analogy, analyze,
analysis & catalysis in [[Journey's Etymologies]]

''lemma'' and ''dilemma''
Excerpt from "East Coker", the second poem of T. S. [[Eliot's|Eliot]] //Four Quartets//:

In my beginning is my end. In succession
Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended,
Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their place
Is an open field, or a factory, or a by-pass.
Old stone to new building, old timber to new fires,
Old fires to ashes, and ashes to the earth …

So here I am, in the middle way, having had twenty years —
''Twenty years largely wasted …
Trying to learn to use words'', and every attempt 
Is a wholly new start, and a different kind of failure …

Home is where one starts from. As we grow older
The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated
Of dead and living. Not the intense moment 
Isolated, with no before and after,
But a lifetime burning in every moment
And not the lifetime of one man only
But of old stones that cannot be deciphered.
There is a time for the evening under starlight,
A time for the evening under lamplight
(The evening with the photograph album).
Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.

Old men ought to be explorers
Here and there does not matter
We must be still and still moving
Into another intensity
For a further union, a deeper communion
Through the dark cold and empty desolation,
The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters
Of the petrel and the porpoise. In my end is my beginning.


East Coker, Somerset, England, is the home of St Michael and All Angels' Church, where Eliot's ashes were later kept.  The place held a particular importance to Eliot because his ancestor Andrew Eliott left the town to travel to America in 1669.  A plaque there dedicated to Eliot reads:

//"In my beginning is my end. Of your kindness, pray for the soul of Thomas Stearns Eliot, poet. In my end is my beginning."//
With thanks to [[Etymonline|]] and Wikipedia:

''[[Gamut|]]'' (noun)
1520s, "low G, lowest note in the medieval musical scale" (the system of notation devised by Guido d'Arezzo), a contraction of Medieval Latin //gamma ut//, from //gamma//, the Greek letter, used in medieval music notation to indicate the note below the A which began the classical scale, + //ut// (now //do//), the low note on the six-note musical scale that took names from syllables sung to those notes in a Latin sapphic hymn for St. John the Baptist's Day:
''Ut'' queant laxis ''re''sonare fibris,
''Mi''ra gestorum ''fa''muli tuorum,
''Sol''ve polluti ''la''bii reatum,
''S''ancte ''I''ohannes.
//Ut// being the conjunction "that" + [[Gamma|]].  //Gamut// also was used for "range of notes of a voice or instrument" (1630s), also "the whole musical scale," hence the figurative sense of "entire scale or range" of anything, first recorded 1620s. When the modern octave scale was set early 16c., //si// was added, changed to //ti// in Britain and U.S. to keep the syllables as different from each other as possible. //Ut// later was replaced by the more sonorous //[[do|]]// (noun).

See also [[solmization|]] "using certain syllables to name tones of a music scale" borrowing from French (1730) //solmisation//, from //solmiser//, from //sol// + //mi//, two of the syllables so used -- as well as [[solfege|]] (1912), from //solfeggio// (1774), from Italian //solfeggio//, from //sol-fa//.

The Latin hymn may be translated:
//So that your servants may, with loosened voices, resound the wonders of your deeds, clean the guilt from our stained lips, O Saint John.//

A paraphrase by Cecile Gertken, OSB (1902-2001) preserves the key syllables and the meter:

''Do'' let our voices
''re''sonate most purely,
''mi''racles telling,
''fa''r greater than many;
''so'' let our tongues be
''la''vish in your praises,
''S''aint ''J''ohn the Baptist.

//See [[Ut queant laxis|]]

Also see [[Seventh Chord|]] G^^7//
!//Notes From A Bottle Found on the Beach at Carmel//
Published 1962 by Evan Shelby Connell, Jr. (1924-2013)

Each life is a myth, a song given out
of darkness, a tale for children, the legend we create.
Are we not heroes, each of us
in one fashion or another,
wandering through mysterious labyrinths?
Myth, art, and dreams are but emanations
from ancestral spheres.
[[Passages|passages]] are found
out of each into some other,
as we proceed through a sequence of caverns
between which filters a vague, prismatic light.
''Should I mark more than shining hours?''
History and poetry must be explored equally
if light is to be cast across those feelings, attitudes,
and motives precipitating our estate …

I would search for the meaning to every occurrence,
if there were time.
//[[Ecce|ECCE]] signum;// behold
this proof.
I must put down my thoughts
like the vital signs of the Zodiac.
I do not know if I dare continue; a desire for bliss
eats ever deeper into me.
There is a chain of fate that links us irrevocably
to our own destruction.
''The legend of the Prodigal Son'', I have heard, is the story
of one ''who could not stand to be loved''.
A prodigious force is directing me; I am no more than
light reflected from a mirror, illuminating what I must.
''The legend of the Traveler'' appears in every civilization,
perpetually assuming new forms, afflictions, powers,
and symbols.  Through every age he walks in utter solitude
toward penance and redemption.

Nameless fears, like ancient tapestries, adorn the wall.
Redemption sings unannounced
in polyphonic voices few have heard.
I profess to a Celtic fantasy of mind, which cannot be
mistaken; this I set down in violet letters.

By our eager desire to pierce through the curtains
of futurity we often neglect our blessing,
dividing presumption into study, making numbers
of exceptional account, yet meager course,
and waste our early lives, forgetting how ignorance
becomes a state.  This I would not dare interpret.
Out of each meaning others rise in a similar fashion,
as shadows after sculptured marble.

//What is unclear?//

We feel there is within each one of us
something which will not ever die. Our experience
and every dream conspires to counter revelation,
making us hold this fondly, as leaves touch
to their only tree, our one presumptuous hope.
I hear down the long, uneven years
the winding of a strange horn;
and I see,
as I often have,
the troubled faces of my parents.
''To conceal old guilt, we incur the new.''

I will now contemplate the words of Saint Augustine
which I have embellished, which I set down
because of their inestimable worth.  With piety
and devotion toward you, thus I commit his thought
together with mine, which are mutual, for safe-keeping.
//These things do I within, in that vast court
of my memory.  For there are present within me
Heaven, Earth, Sea, and whatever I could think therein,
besides what I have forgotten.  There also meet I
with myself, and recall myself, and when, where,
and what I have done, and under what feelings.
There be all which I remember …//

I am held in thrall by [[a thousand things|lines of sight]]!

… What is this but a ceaseless narrative?—told by kings and peasants.

Out of grave necessity I create this rosalia.
//Mirabile visu!//
Is it not marvelous
both to see
and to relate?

I have agreed to paint a narrative on the city walls.
I have now been at work many years,
there is so much to be told.
"Anam Cara" is a Gaelic phrase meaning "soul friend," which my wife and I have used in reference to each other since the spring of 2001.

I was introduced to this term in John O'Donohue's book //[[Anam Cara|]]//.
Chris is leading the creation of [[Tank]] and previously helped create PurpleWiki.

He said in "[[Entropy Collaboration|]]":
If you don't ''write in public view'' you are limiting the two most powerful things your ideas can allow:
*Feedback which can make your ideas better.
*Participation in the creation of possible new messages in the wide information system.

From "''[[The Synthetic Web|]]''"
by Chris Dent (whose architectural and programming efforts helped create the ~TiddlyWeb software running this wiki)

*Narrative is not so clean cut. It is full of connotation and contextual dependence. What it means must be inferred and that inference is inescapably done in ''the personal headspace of the reader/listener/participant''.
**{{grem{[I am excited by mediums and dialogue that make more readers into ''participants''.]}}}
*Opportunities for innovative synthesis from narrative are augmented by arraying (representing) the narrative within the context which created it in the first place and things which are similar or can be identified as being related in time, place, group.
*Computers have achieved a special place in the history of information systems because they are the most capable tool (thus far) for easing the task of navigating these multi-dimensional representations of narrative.
*[But] critically, thus far only humans {{grem{[not computers]}}} are able to perform the synthesis that results in new knowledge and from which new narrative might be created.
*Often it is but a small piece (microcontent) of a larger whole which strikes the chord that plays eureka in the mind.
*Information, especially narrative, should be published in a way that humans can easily make reference to it and use of it as they do the re-representing that is required to engender synthesis. It should have good names and addresses.
*Tools which enable this publishing should make as few assumptions about the people and tools accessing them as possible, so as to enable as yet unknown ways of (re-)representing the information.

Which leads to [[TiddlyWeb|What Is A Wiki]] @@color:grey;[software running on Internet servers to host hypertext in the form of //tiddlers,// including this wiki.]@@ … Because ~TiddlyWiki is already oriented towards microcontent, and a curious [[hybridization of narrative, code and data|quine]], it starts out naturally in tune with my inclinations. Where my [Dent's] opinions have impacted it are in the efforts to ensure first class tiddlers, diverse storage and representation types, sensible granularity, and strong adherence to being webby, in the open web sense.
{{grem{[I want to expound upon these qualities for readers unfamiliar with the terms of information science.]}}}
:The open web has always been about people doing the stuff that people want to do with information, with as few restrictions as possible.
Things should have a name, so in contrast to the semantic web [an idea of Tim ~Berners-Lee], this thing for human learning could be called the ''synthetic web''. Not because it is fake, but because it has been made and is making all the time.


From [[cdent on Tumblr|]]:
"Curiously, when designing systems for what can be called the ''artifact world'' — the world of data and information — it is exactly the unintended and unexpected that we want to encourage."

"The associated Wiki tends to contain stuff that is a bit ''less document oriented, changes more often'', or is a bit ''more speculative''. The Arts repository is used to say //'...this is what we are doing'// while the Wiki is used as more of a scratchpad."
–Result of Googling "Wiki Everywhere" and Chris Dent [[→|]]
!Whole Earth Discipline
Stewart Brand

1. Scale, Scope, Stakes, Speed
2. City Planet
3. Urban Promise
4. New Nukes 
5. Green Genes
6. Gene Dreams
7. Romantics, Scientists, Engineers
8. It’s All Gardening
9. Planet Craft
!A Ritual to Read to Each Other
William Stafford

If you don't know the kind of person I am
and I don't know the kind of person you are
a pattern that others made may prevail in the world
and following the wrong god home we may miss our star.
For there is many a small betrayal in the mind,
a shrug that lets the fragile sequence break
sending with shouts the horrible errors of childhood
storming out to play through the broken dike.
And so I appeal to a voice, to something shadowy,
a remote important region in all who talk:
though we could fool each other, we should consider —
lest the parade of our mutual life get lost in the dark.
For it is important that awake people be awake,
or a breaking line may discourage them back to sleep;
the signals we give—yes or no, or maybe—
should be clear: the darkness around us is deep.
//''[[gathered]] from the wide web'' – as of yet without a more specific home in this wiki://
Sometimes I try to forget that I have lost my youth, but not forget the hunger and passion it carried.
– Mark Anthony Tillman, on his 32nd birthday
What I’d really like, in fact, is to be young and middle-aged, and perhaps even very old, all at the same time—and to be dark- and fair-skinned, deaf and hearing, gay and straight, male and female. I can’t do that in life, but I can do it in writing, and so can you.

Never forget that the truest luxury is imagination, and that being a writer gives you the leeway to exploit all of the imagination’s curious intricacies, to be what you were, what you are, what you will be, and what everyone else is or was or will be, too.
– Andrew Solomon, "[[The Middle of Things: Advice for Young Writers|]]"

Solomon quoted from [[Rilke]]'s //Letters to a Young Poet//:
To be an artist means: not to calculate and count; to grow and ripen like a tree which does not hurry the flow of its sap and stands at ease in the spring gales without fearing that no summer may follow. It will come. But it comes only to those who are patient, who are simply there in their vast, quiet tranquility, as if eternity lay before them.
Earth could be fair. And you and I must be free
Not to save the world in a glorious crusade
''//Not to kill ourselves with a nameless gnawing pain//''
But to practice with all the skill of our being
[[The art of making possible|The Art of Making Possible]].
– Nancy Scheibner
Perfection, it turns out, is no way to try to live. It is a child’s idea, a cartoon — this desire not to be merely good, not to do merely well, but to be faultless, to transcend everything, including the limits of yourself. It is less heroic than neurotic, and it doesn’t take much analysis to get to its ugly side: a lust for control, pseudofascist purity, self-destruction. Perfection makes you flinch at yourself, flinch at the world, flinch at any contact between the two. Soon what you want, above all, is escape: to be gone, elsewhere, annihilated.
– Sam Anderson, "[[David’s Ankles|]]: How Imperfections Could Bring Down the World’s Most Perfect Statue"
We yearn to reprogram existence, and with the computer we have the best means yet.  We would like to see this project as heroic, as a rebellion against the tyranny of an alien power.  But it’s not that at all.  It’s a project born of anxiety.  Behind it lies a dread that the messy, atomic world will rebel against us.  What Silicon Valley sells and we buy is not transcendence but withdrawal.  The screen provides a refuge, a mediated world that is more predictable, more tractable, and above all safer than the recalcitrant world of things.  ''We flock to the virtual because the real demands too much of us.''
The idea of the computer network as an engine of liberation is an innocent fraud.
What I want from technology is not a new world.  What I want from technology are tools for exploring and enjoying the world that is – the world that comes to us thick with ‘things counter, original, spare, strange’, as Gerard Manley [[Hopkins|Grandeur]] once described it … We can still aspire to be what Seamus Heaney, in his poem ‘Exposure’, called inner émigrés.
– Nicholas Carr, "[[The World Wide Cage|]]"
A [[powerful programming language|Evocative Technology]] is more than just a means for instructing a computer to perform tasks. The language also serves as a framework within which we organize our ideas about processes.  //[Section 1.1]//
… Programs must be written for people to read, and only incidentally for machines to execute.
– Harold Abelson and Gerald Jay Sussman, [[Preface|]] to //Structure and Interpretation of Computer Programs//
When I had an iPhone, the Internet was no longer a destination; it was on me every day, like a piece of clothing I put on first thing in the morning. When I get tempted to return to that life, I ask myself: Do I really want the Internet to be something I feel naked without?
– Sam ~Graham-Felsen, "[[Why I Dumped My iPhone|]]"
(I first read this article the morning of October 5, 2011, the day Steve [[Jobs]] died.)
Technology, for all its obvious advantages, has its limitations, and has dimmed our sense of the [[numinous|seven words, seven selves]].
– Madeleine [[L'Engle]], //And It Was Good//
(published 1983 -- a vastly different era technologically)
Technology and media are not uniting the world. They pretend to provide a world that is internetted, but in reality, all they deliver is a simulated world of shadows. Accordingly, they make our human world more anonymous and lonely.  In a world where the computer replaces human encounter and psychology replaces religion, it is no wonder that there is an obsession with relationship.  Unfortunately, however, "relationship" has become an empty center around which our lonely hunger forages for warmth and belonging.
– John O'Donohue, //[[Anam Cara]]// (1997)
//My soul is a chosen landscape …//
– From the opening line of Paul Verlaine's poem "[[Claire de Lune|]]"

Another poet T. [[wrote|]]: "I try to imagine what mine is like. Perhaps pockmarked, perhaps ''boulders and boulders of things I have burdened myself with''."
[[Poems are maps|the work of feeling]] to the place where you already are…
– Jane Hirshfield, [[quoted|]] in //Tricycle// magazine
the lines of many maps are meeting
– Noah Grey, "[[Deseret|]]"
The old maps are useless, the old names and forms of the world winking out.
– Amy Hewes, "[[Cormac McCarthy's Fevered Prayer|]]"
The map is not the territory. – Alfred [[Korzybski|Time-Binder]]
Every increased possession loads us with a new weariness; every piece of new knowledge diminishes the faculty of admiration; and Death is at last appointed to take us from a scene in which, if we were to stay longer, no gift could satisfy us, and no miracle surprise.
– John Ruskin (1872)
All Heaven, all Pandemonium are his escort. The stars keen-glancing, from the Immensities, send tidings to him; the graves, silent with their dead, from the Eternities.  [[Deep calls|Les Minst]] for him unto Deep.
– Thomas Carlyle, who also wrote on Novalis
from //Past and Present//, written 1843, with an "Appreciation" by Ralph Waldo Emerson
After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
– Aldous Huxley, //Music at Night: And Other Essays// (1931)
I’m particularly interested in the pop music container; it can act as a sort of Trojan horse…in a shared cultural dialog…
– Holly Herndon
I have nothing to say / and I am saying it / and that is [[poetry]] / as I needed it
– John Cage
It feels like I have this huge [[ocean|inner ocean]] of capacity that isn't flourishing, that life should have more simple, lovely, and good things in it somewhere.
– Darin Wakeman
the twinned and cast-off shells
reveal a single heart of white.
//(one soul but in [[two lives|Dreamworld Outline]])//
You take the [[red pill]] – you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes. Remember, all I'm offering is the truth – nothing more.
– //[[The Matrix|1000 lifeline notes/Matrix]]// (1999)
Psychedelics are to psychology what telescopes in the sixteenth century were to astronomy.  If a person is not willing to look through the telescope he cannot call himself an astronomer.  And if a person is not willing to learn the lessons of the psychedelic compounds, then any therapy he or she does -- anything done about the human psyche -- is sand-boxed.  These are the most powerful agents there are for uncovering the structure and potential of the human mind.
– Terence ~McKenna, //The Archaic Revival//, 1991
<part Ruby>
From [[Ruby|]]'s blog:
I remember from AA
There are 12 promises 
And one of them is that you will find a life beyond your wildest dreams
It's not about money 
Or material gains 
It's about living a real and authentic life 
From opening my heart and my mind 
From feeding myself good food 
From not weighing myself 
From being the best person I can be 
So today 
I urge you 
''For one day
Let go of your vice''
See what life is like without it 
I promise you 
The feeling of contentment I have 
Is better than any drug
Any number on a scale 
It's a feeling that I am ok
More than ok 
That I'm going to make it 
Despite everything I have been through 
I still want to live my life 
I still want to carry on
You can't ask for more than that...
I have my vices, too.  Let go of them today (08/08/16) … reach out and touch the happiness that is mine…
A wretched cheat who lived a double life… I excessively ruminate over my past.
– From a comment posted to the story "[[How to Stop Self-Destructive Behavior|]]"
Seventeen days after my wedding, I replied to this person: //"I have been in a similar place, and am still struggling to find a way out of it."//
danger of the male [[crush]] -- and [[how much the body can do]]
As two wise people once said (Oprah and my husband): ''You can have it all. Just not all at once.''
I want to create a world in which I want to live, which means no babies for me. Not yet.
– Amy Cao Smith, "[[Should I Have Kids?|]]"
My failures are beautiful. I lower my head and run through the knuckles. -- [[John DeVore|]]
<part August24>
August 24th is the birthday of Argentine author Jorge Luis [[Borges]], Brazilian author Paulo Coelho (I've read his book //The Alchemist//), and English author A. S. Byatt.

Of her books, I'm most inclined to read //Possession// and //The Children's Book//.

Ms. Byatt stated in a 2009 interview: "I am not a [[Quaker]], of course, because I'm anti-Christian and the Quakers are a form of Christianity but their religion is wonderful – ''you simply sat in silence and listened to the nature of things''."

Additionally, in //The Children's Book// she wrote: "There is a peculiar aesthetic pleasure in constructing the form of a syllabus, or a book of essays, or a course of lectures.  Visions and shadows of people and ideas can be arranged and rearranged like stained-glass pieces in a window, or chessmen on a board."
I would like to introduce a different kind of novel, the [[patchwork girl]], a creature who's entirely content to be the turn of a kaleidoscope, an exquisite corpse, a field on which copulas copulate … the hypertext.
Let us have books that squirm and change under our gaze, or tilt like a fun-house floor and spill us into other books.
– Shelley Jackson, "Stitch Bitch: [[the patchwork girl|]]"
Nassim N. Taleb: &nbsp;There is a secret relationship between humans and writing, the soothing effect of writing longhand. Between human hands and [[the book]] there’s a style; a rational empathy we cannot capture or your eyes can’t see.

Om Malik: &nbsp;So, you slow down the time when you’re writing with ink?  When you say “time” what do you mean by “time”?

NNT: &nbsp;No, I meant time as a history, a historical process. Time is volatility, the way I define it.  [[Time is cleaner of fragilities|]].
A [[rhizome]] has no beginning or end; it is always in the middle, between things, interbeing, //intermezzo//. The tree is a filiation, but the rhizome is alliance, uniquely alliance. The tree imposes the verb “to be,” but the fabric of the rhizome is the conjunction, “and . . . and . . . and . . .”  This conjunction carries enough force to shake and uproot the verb “to be.”
– Deleuze and Guattari, "[[A Thousand Plateaus|]]", quoted by Jim Rosenberg
The prisoner of that sacred edifice…was at his best a onestone parable, a rude breathing on the void of to be, a venter hearing his own bauchspeech in backwords, or, more strictly, but //tristurned initials, the cluekey to a worldroom// beyond the roomwhorld.
– James Joyce, //[[Finnegans Wake]]//
<part Derrida>
Jacques Derrida, whose background in North Africa I think helped fashion his profound sense of verbal magic, comments in //Specters of Marx//, “[For we are wagering here that] thinking never has done with the conjuring impulse…”
– quoted by Marina Warner "[[On Magic|]]"

In the same book Derrida said:
Someone, you or me, comes forward and says: //I would like to learn to live finally.//

//To learn to live:// a strange watchword. Who would learn? From whom? To teach to live, but to whom? Will we ever know? Will we ever know how to live and first of all what "to learn to live" means? And why "finally"

By itself, out of context – but a context, always, remains open, thus fallible and insufficient – this watchword forms an almost unintelligible [[syntagm]].  Just how far can its idiom be translated moreover?
True science consists in revealing its scaffolding as well as its finished structure… Those who would learn from semiotics should search for structural leaks, seams and scaffolding as signs of the making of any representation, and also for what has been denied, hidden or excluded so that the text may seem to tell "the whole truth".
– Daniel Chandler, "[[Semiotics for Beginners|]]"
Organizing work is [[the project|project of humankind]] that defines our species.
– Cory Doctorow, [[Museums and the Web remarks|]]
The day is coming when a single carrot, freshly observed, will set off a revolution. – Paul [[Cezanne]]
Pete Seeger: "Well, normally I’m against big things. I think the world is going to be saved by millions of small things. Too many things can go wrong when they get big.” – quoted at Mumford & Sons website
Whether you more strongly feel the monumental significance of tiny things or the massive void between them depends on who you are, and how your brain chemistry is balanced at a particular moment. We walk around with miniature, emotional versions of the universe inside of us.
– Josh Worth, "[[If the Moon Were Only 1 Pixel|]]"
Newly discovered favourite phrase //“disjecta membra”//
meaning “scattered fragments, especially of written work”
– Discovered via [[Jeremy Ruston]] on [[Twitter|]] - 17 Feb 2014

Jeremy acknowledged my forerunner wiki in this July 2011 [[tweet|]]:
I love that people use ~TiddlyWiki to enhance their spiritual journey through life - this is a great example:
Composing on the typewriter, I find that I am sloughing off all my long sentences which I used to dote upon. Short, staccato, like modern French prose. The typewriter makes for lucidity, but I am not sure that it encourages subtlety.
– T.S. [[Eliot]] in a letter to Conrad Aiken, 1916

<part GoogleTrove>"@@color:purple;''All their equipment and instruments are alive''@@.  They don’t construct or build at all. The idea of //making// is foreign to them. They utilize existing forms …
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Can I get a ship to Terra at once? It’s an emergency. My wife—”
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“There’s no ship leaving the moon for eight hours. You’ll have to wait until the next period.”
… @@color:purple;''The face of the moon was in shadow''@@. Below him the field stretched out in total darkness, a black void, endless, without form."
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;– "[[Mr. Spaceship|]]", January 1953, [[Philip K. Dick|quiet hero]]

"While @@color:purple;''I watched the storm, so beautiful yet terrific''@@, I wandered on with a hasty step. This noble war in the sky elevated my spirits…"
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;– //[[Frankenstein|]]// (1818), first novel of Mary Shelley

"Between these two, I now felt I had to choose.  @@color:purple;''My two natures had memory in common''@@, but all other faculties were most unequally shared between them. Jekyll (who was composite) now with the most sensitive apprehensions, now with a greedy gusto, projected and shared in the pleasures and adventures of Hyde; but Hyde was indifferent to Jekyll, or but remembered him as the mountain bandit remembers the cavern in which he conceals himself from pursuit. Jekyll had more than a father’s interest; Hyde had more than a son’s indifference.
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;– //[[Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde|]]// (1886), Robert Louis Stevenson

"@@color:purple;''Then came the night of the first falling star''@@. It was seen early in the morning, rushing over Winchester eastward, a line of flame high in the atmosphere.
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;– //[[The War of the Worlds|]]// (1898), H.G. Wells

//The fragments shown in purple are some of the sample text used on the [[Google Fonts|]] website.  All are listed [[here|]].  Additional samples are shown in context// +++[here]
"Presently, a shudder of the vessel sent a strange thrill to our hearts, and @@color:purple;''almost before we knew it, we had left the ground''@@.  'We're off!' ejaculated Gazen, and although a slight vibration was all the movement we could feel, we saw the earth sinking away from us…  @@color:purple;''The spectacle before us was indeed [[sublime|The Sublime Wants To Reach You]]''@@.  The sky of a deep dark blue was hung with innumerable stars…
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It was a fine clear night. @@color:purple;''The sky was cloudless and of a deep dark blue''@@, which revealed the highest heavens and the silvery lustre of the Milky Way. The great belt of Orion shone conspicuously in the east, and Sirius blazed a living gem more to the south. I looked for Mars, and soon found him farther to the north, a large red star, amongst the white of the encircling constellations.
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Professor Gazen was quite alone in his observatory when I arrived, and busily engaged in writing or computing at his desk."
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;– //[[A Trip To Venus|]]// (1897), John Munro

"@@color:purple;''A red flair silhouetted the jagged edge of a wing …
Waves flung themselves at the blue evening''@@."
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;– //[[The Jewels of Aptor|]]// (1962), first novel of Samuel R. Delany

@@color:purple;"''It was going to be a lonely trip back''@@.  All the remaining seventeen of the crew were dead and their ashes were to be left on a strange planet.  Back they would go with a limping ship and the burden of the controls entirely on himself."
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;– "[[Youth|]]", May 1952, Isaac Asimov
Wake up and //see//
Wake up and //listen//
Wake up and lace your shoes,
shake off your sleep,
and //follow//

The sun is out,
Now dark your screen
Come along with me,
Wild and //free//

In these lonesome hills
on the highest plains
of flat water,

Hold my hand
and go sure,
Listening to the flowers,
Lonely we'll never be again . . .

September 7, 2015

;I mused on this, listening to the:
:flowers - children - or teachers ?
"[[The flower|]] represents for us the beauty and the ordinariness of what is required to be free."
!Please Keep Loving Me
By Eric Victorino, from //[[Trading Sunshine for Shadows|]]//

keep loving me
when the thought 
of losing
what we are
feels like death’s cold breath
on the backs of our necks.

when we are
lumps in throats
and when we are 
in stomachs.

please keep loving me
when it does not come
so naturally.

when it is not easy,
when it feels
more like work
than like play.

keep loving me.

please keep loving me
through my blind carelessness
or my dishonesty.

I scratch open
our old wounds.

and when our wild animal hearts
begin to tug at their chains,
cursing everything
that holds them home.

please keep loving me.

when your eye wanders
more often than it watches over me,
and when your body lusts for new 
love me.

if ever the shadow you cast
colors a darker shade
the pillows, the blankets,
the body of another,
in a place that feels 
more like the scene of a terrible crime
than like a home
even then,
especially then…

please keep loving me.

and when old faults are
far behind us,
let’s laugh at the day we’re living
and happily go where it takes us.

let’s hold the brightest of hopes
for tomorrow
and the day after that.
love me
when we make copies of ourselves
and spend decades
mixing in the best ingredients
we each have to offer up…

through all of that
as challenging as it will be,
please keep loving me.

one day 
those children
will move away
to search for love,
love like what their parents had.

and we will make our circle
small again.

in times when
our perfect harmony
is the envy
of all of our friends,
of course
please keep loving me.

love me just as well
when that perfect harmony
is really nothing more than
a mirage our friends see
from their 
desolate perspective.

when i’m the boat
and you are the sea,
i want to be a wave
or the wind
or the shore.

but we can’t help what we are
and for a short time
we may refuse to flow

please keep loving me
while we wait
for calmer weather
and the safety of low tide…

and then in those last years
when what’s left of old tattoos,
the fading blue blotches
are joined
by brown spots of age
marking our
see-through skin,
please keep loving me.

when the house we bought
with the money we earned
for selling off our youthful years
starts to fall apart.

when the paint chips
and the pipes leak
when our floorboards
and our walls give way to wind
and our hallways
creak and shiver,
when the roof begins
to let in the rain…

when our love pushes up
with the same strength as gravity,
it will be what holds that old house together.

when even more years have escaped us
and our sons and daughters
come home for the holidays
and they bring us pamphlets from rest homes
hoping to coax us
from the only comfort we know,
let’s both
try to remember
they mean only the best for us.

love me,
when they’ve taken us away
to make new friends at card tables
to roll around in chair parades,
to shuffle on canes,
to wait out the twilight in buffet lines.

and when we’ve settled in
to rust up and die of natural causes…

love me as you watch me
being scooped up off the floor
by a well trained staff
of strangers.

and after all of this,
love me
and i will love you.

when our sight begins to fail us,
as we’re coming to the end,
i hope we can still clearly see
the reasons
we spent
the only lives we had

when all of this truth
comes to be,


keep loving me.
//Keep faith in the Seed of Perfection dwelling on Earth.
Take refuge in its passages to you, and
Protect your fellowships.//

<part exegesis>
*the seed of perfection within //me// (my wellspring of adequacy and worth)
*the Earth in total as a seed in the cosmos, in terms of cosmic scale and its life-arising properties
*the seeds of living matter scattered diffusely on the Earth, and their collective durability
*Enclosed and safe within its central heart / Nestles the //[[seed Perfection|re: muse]]// (Whitman)
*How flowers changed the world ([[Eiseley]])
*Again, return to the seed of perfection (bodhichitta) within.
*See the [[Dekatessera Commentary]].

This is a form of the Buddha -- Dharma -- Sangha "[[jewels|Divine Triangle]]", but I prefer the impermanence of a figurative, fragile, living and dying seed rather than a jewel.

Thomas R. Kelly wrote:

"It is a dynamic center, a creative Life that presses to ''birth'' within us.  It is a Light Within that illumines the many names and faces of {{grem{[the Loving Eternal [[Diosa|Friar's Journeybook]]]}}}, and casts new shadows and glories upon the human face.  It is a seed stirring to life if we do not choke it.  It is the ''Shekinah'' of the soul, the Presence in the midst.  Here is the Slumbering Christ {{grem{[also named Bodhichitta]}}}, stirring to be awakened, to become the soul we clothe in earthly form and action.  And [[You|prayer]] are within us all …

Here is not [[ecstasy|Sevenfold Self/ecstasy]] but serenity, unshakableness, firmness of life-orientation."
A collection by the Scottish poet Ronald Eadie Munro
(aka [[Duncan Munro Glen]]), published 1969, [[interpreted here|Kythings interpreted]]

This is daurk Lanarkshire
sae I hae learnt.
But //we ken aye there
a land o sun and blue skies.//
A time o lang days and play
wi my brithers.
We desire ainly
the cool blue watter.
Water rinnin slow in thochts
toom ablow the sky. Days
at ease wi oor brithers
and aw o earth and kin
in their ways.

And the corn there. Fenced
by oor faither. Yellowin ears
on lang stalks that move us
toward the hairst for days
oor faither fears.

We desire ainly
the cool blue watter.
Oor faither cut grey wi pain
and cauld. His lang-boned body
live wi knowledge
o days spent,
and sleep shut in the gairden
//though the paths are
and the auld trees
in blossom that hauds nae stain.

//The blossom calls.// The gairden
oor mither returns to
with the strength o his winter.
Days for which she nourishes
strange sons. Their ways forced
ootside trig lairs.
And soon
grow strong and broun
and faither wi them
nourished to their hairst.

In my thochts daurk corners
and unkent steps.
Journeys across swung stairweys.
Across daurk rivers on bridges
felt wi stretchin fingers;
open weys wi missin steps
and sweyin haunrails shadows
saft and grey agin the nicht.

A time o closed roads and unkent
fields. Great daurk acres
shut oot by quick faain hills
and sma halls o endless dance.

A spring held ticht; and wound
to the grip o innocence. //A spring
vibratin as he walks
a challenge
to his brithers.// A time of unwindin
to ithers’ time.

A large stride across a street.
//The hidden selves safe aneath
quick thrustin strides.// Unheard
voices drouned in the blood
racin. A time of lookin
frea ahint an unshaved face.
Bricht-haired shadows rinnin
through oor nicht; shairp wi
unkent knives cutting across
the raw stane. And //the beat o haimmers
edgin to brittle pairts
that spairk quick, and chip//
against unseen heids. A time
o shairp corners and short cuts
taen blin.

The stane rises daurk against
the sky. And //a table is set
across a field//

... A time o bricht
daurkness and haurd gless tables
set wi hauf-filled bottles.

And the dance. Heids on a hidden
floor. A turnin licht movin
through the spectrum. The warm
wi the cool. A sad yellow
and a turnin green. Heild ticht
on sprung boards. Turn and turn
again. The great springs taut
in ithers' haunds.

Great gaitherings o dochters
turnin. The owre-lookin.
And the dance. Close and fast
turnin steps. Time and time again
roond movin limbs. Quick steps
and slaw movements. Gyrations
full and round wi the beat
time and time again.

A time of hame-comin and visitin
hame. New faces in auld.
And //strength ahint closed doors//
and rung bells.

//The warmth is in us.// We lie
the fields are sma
and licht frae oor gairden. The days
are lazy and fu wi the trees
growin ablow us. And she walks doun,
and full-skirtit, wi warmth
and fear by his side. Waitin
and growin

A stranger. A time of confinement
and doors closin. Of waiting
and walking. A time of sleep.
Of climbing close stairs
—and cauld. He rises
across the sky. Heavy clouds
blowin through the park. And gates
are closin. We wait on time.
The tide in her strong and high
wi waves that rise
and fall ayont the swingin
wecht. A flood rode dry
ootside the ark braithless and
strong in her blood. //That knot
made to untie.// And turn
in time, frae him noo
in the licht.

And the flood in him.
//a young God challengin
the storm// rushin owre
wi him licht to me. A pillar
above the storm.
Heich up hill paths I staun
and glimpse faur blue hills
and lochs seen bricht
though ne'er reached. And he
smiles owre my shoulder
a rock above the storm
I face.

She turns me to see
his ways. To journeys I canna
make. And a stranger moves
across a field. And through
my storm. A young face.
A column broken and swept
in spate
to the sea.

The storm beats doun my airms
and the sky falls . . .

Shadows grow colours
aw roun. I lie warm
in days lang wi daurk nights
alane in their time

A time o warmth by the fire.
Aw nicht
cauld doun daurk corridors
live wi steps
I turn frae across my nicht
and shut oot
ahint quick-closed dwaums.

I sit in the movin licht
wi steerin stairs
turnin wi the spurkle
o smells frae daurk breakfasts
you rise to mak
and mak again.

I sit cauld. Time
in my pulse
racin to a time
I turn frae. A time o shut
I couldna open
for licht or daurk.

Swallin doors growin shut
afore that white waa.
I look
to her warm in the sun. A young face
sad in my een. But quick
turn to quicker feet
and shoutin voices. Hers and mine
I canna hear, but ken
and feel aye there
a pool to lie in warm
wi unturnt licht.

My time.
But they call
and it is Their time.

I staun against the door
and turn open-eened to cross
daurk corridors and //shout
my strength to the shadows//
that run wi me
aye a step ahint
across halls and up stairs
to daurk that waits
and waits. And I turn warm;
//turn to the fire wi them
in times unkent; daurkness
welcomed and warm//
coverin us in the hidden places
of the gairden.

The leaves are faain.
I auld in their gairden;
I turn
and turn again
to a gairden that shuts oot
tomorrow's licht and shadows.
I turn frae the cool watter
and desire anerly the saft gress
uncut since we walkt paths
seen anerly frae that heavy wey
across the hill

and licht lengthens her shadow
in my dreed;
a cauld haun in mine
across corridors I see
open oot
and warm carpeted.

I see her often there
an unseen face
kent across daurk gress
frae this fireside. Oor past
still in me wi the toom
rooms o childhood. And //quick
turn in warmth to her I ken
across anither field.// But then
in time
grow cauld and turn
to the waa.

Sma faces growin frae patterns.
Faces safe in my een
that blink to blin
and turn
away to ithers. Turn and turn
again. Sma movin figures
I canna ken. And lie
warm in the coloured wall
that kens nae time
but the wun movin
a leaf. A wun
aye in the gairden
and the mornin taen wi the sun . . .

and they call
and it is their time
and their place . . .

[last and forty-eighth page of the book]
A human being is a part of the whole called by us "the universe," a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separate from the rest—a kind of optical delusion of consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening the circle of understanding and compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.  The true value of a human being is determined by the measure and the sense in which they have obtained liberation from the self.  We shall require a substantially new manner of thinking if humanity is to survive.
–Albert Einstein

Also stated by Einstein:
//No problem can be solved from the same consciousness that created it.  We have to learn to see the world anew.//
(in Banathy 1995)
*right view
*right intention
*right speech
*right conduct (action)
*right livelihood
*right endeavor (effort)
*right attention (mindfulness)
*right concentration
I want my existence to mean something. ''I want to sing my song'':
"struggle to play it and [[write it down|breathe]]. Well or badly, it does not matter, only that I sing what is inside me." (Quoted from //The Fifth Sacred Thing//, page 477)

I don't want to lie anymore. I don't want to cause any more hurt.

The world outside this room is REAL, and you must learn to live in the real world while keeping your vision.

Their pain is so much bigger than mine.
//This is only a fractional piece of the [[world's hurt|Starhawk/Hurt]] which you asked to bear.//

Why do you hide your vision from the people who you presume won't understand? Why do you close your door on all of them, who need you? Why are you ashamed of your crying and visions? Why do you do it only in solitude?

A quote from //Whispered Wisdom// (by Mary Summer Rain) … "Strife comes from trying to fill the Void; Peace comes from allowing the Void to fill itself."

Several new priorities emerged from last night. To make room for them, other things must leave. So I'm not meeting Lane today. {{grem{[Who was one of my "casual" hook-ups.]}}}

I need to call my Dad. I need to call him, talk to him honestly, and try to begin healing our relationship. Visiting him in Kansas would be better.  I need to make an honest effort toward forgiving him. Without lying. Without shielding him from the reality of my hatred. I must bring it into the light, tell him the truth, and then hope that we can overcome it.

I don't want to hate him. He's my Dad. I don't want to feel this way.

It's okay to love him. Your Father. Daddy. Paul.

I don't want him to be old and different than he is. If he ever got better, would you even give him a chance?


Another priority: find a channel that allows me to sing, to live my life with full meaning and purpose. I need to examine this carefully, with honesty and prudence. Especially in regards to my job. Following this path may require that I leave the factory {{grem{[where I still sit today, 15 years later!]}}}


//Study the gifts of feminism for the ~Anglo-American, 20th century male.//

I want to become the best male expert on the subject of feminism. Because gifts are there, gifts to be carried across the gender line, and imparted to the //anima// -- Carl [[Jung]]'s term for the woman inside every man. Like women, the anima has been oppressed by the patriarchal machismo of the last two millennia.  But no book or movement has yet been born to liberate ''her, the woman who is killed in the heart of every young boy, and then reincarnated in every woman he pursues for marriage, love, or sex.''

The yin-yang is horribly out of balance. If you look at the symbol, a seed of the opposite color lies in each half. You can not have two absolutes cleaved together. First, we must be complete inside ourselves, a man-woman or woman-man. The anima (as well as the animus inside women -- such as your Jonathan) must be made part of the conscious identity -- not a repressed archetype that we seek in every potential mate. It's there inside us.

Oh Lily, there is so much to be done. So much challenge and need. That's why I must leave my present place of work, because a world of need surrounds me. ''When I am equipped to make a difference, then I will leave.'' When I have healed myself, and am ready to heal others, I will leave. I'm not trying to be a savior or saint. But there can be a victory "only if we are stronger healers than they are warriors."  (//[[The Fifth Sacred Thing|Starhawk]]//, page 444)


A final priority, which is really a new creed:
* To live in a sacred manner.
* To look into the eyes of everyone around me and see their soul -- the soul of my father, mother, brother, or sister. To see their value, their hurt, their story, and their potential. To transform.
* To look at myself with scathing honesty, to tell everything about myself to the people I trust, to open the doors of my //alaya vigyan//, to dispel all my secrets.
: {{grem{Added 15 years later:}}}
I want my free will and want it accompanying 
the path which leads to action …
I want my conscience to be
true before you;
want to describe ''myself'' like a picture I observed
for a long time, one close up,
like a new word I learned and embraced,
like the everday jug,
like my mother's face,
''like a ship that carried me along''
through the deadliest storm.
-- [[Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone]]
* To make every moment count -- to stop caring about money, success, or ego. I will no longer seek happiness in my performance. The only real affirmation is that given to our basic, indestructible soul. The person within, whose value is separate from their performance.

And now, I differ with a statement you made several weeks ago. They all have souls, Lily.  Every person in the mall, in ~Wal-Mart, living their pre-packaged lives and following all the instructions on the back.  If we claim that any of them are soulless, or different than us, or less than us, then we don't have a soul.  Read the book //[The Fifth Sacred Thing]//. You'll see how Madrone transformed a soulless man.  Trained from birth to be a soldier, never having any name but //"Oh-nine five-thirty-three sixteen-hundred, Unit Five."//  She reached him, she named him River, she found his soul. Even the guards at Auschwitz had souls. Everyone. All of humanity is the same.

You have a song to sing that is yours -- a road to walk that is not smooth, well-paved, or comfortable -- but which crosses through beautiful terrain that only a few travelers see. When I'm ready to leave, I pray that you will come with me. I would be crushed to leave you in //El Mundo Ilusorio.//   El Mundo Bueno waits for you and me.  Which do you want?

Please don't fret … the choice will not come until summer.  But I am leaving before autumn. {{grem{[As I told my friend Ryan again this year, 2016.]}}}  And though I NEVER want to leave you, I will not stay FOR you.
''Walt Whitman'' (31 May 1819 – 26 March 1892) was an American journalist and poet, most famous for his lifelong work on his book //[[Leaves of Grass|Song of Myself]]//.


…you shall possess the [[origin of all poems]]

In every object, mountain, tree, and star — in every birth and life,
As part of each — evolved from each — meaning, behind the ostent,
A mystic [[cipher|correspondances]] waits infolded.
— Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

I DREAM’D in a dream, I saw a city
invincible to the attacks of the whole of the rest of the earth;
I dream’d that was the new City of [[Friends|Quaker]];
Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love—it led the rest;
It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city,
And in all their looks and words.


Before I was born out of my mother generations guided me…
For it the nebula cohered to an orb…
We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers…
Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul.

The two old, simple problems ever intertwined,
Close home, elusive, present, baffled, grappled.
By each successive age insoluble, pass'd on,
To ours to-day — and we pass on the same.
— Walt Whitman, "Life and Death," Leaves of Grass

"…I learned from Whitman that the poem is a temple—or a green field—a place to enter, and in which to feel. Only in a secondary way is it an intellectual thing—an artifact, a moment of seemly and robust wordiness—wonderful as that part of it is. I learned that the poem was made not just to exist, but to speak—to be company. It was everything that was needed, when everything was needed."
—Mary Oliver, on poetry
From NPR: "[[Saudade: An Untranslatable, Undeniably Potent Word|]]"
By Jasmine Garsd, February 28, 2014
Perhaps my favorite of these elusive words is //saudade//, a Portuguese and Galician term that is a common fixture in the literature and music of Brazil, Portugal, Cape Verde and beyond. The concept has many definitions, including a melancholy nostalgia for something that perhaps has not even happened. It often carries an assurance that this thing you feel nostalgic for will never happen again. My favorite definition of //saudade// is by Portuguese writer Manuel De Melo: "a pleasure you suffer, an ailment you enjoy."

Since it comes up so frequently in the music we listen to on our show, we decided to dig deeper. Joining us to explain the concept are two musical masterminds: jazz singer [[Luciana Souza|]] and producer [[Beco Dranoff|]]. Both do a great job of explaining what //saudade// means playing some of their favorite tracks.
A similar quality is named by the German //[[Sehnsucht]]//.
''Maria Montessori''  (31 August 1870 – 6 May 1952)  Italian physician and educator who proposed a method of teaching young children that stresses the development of initiative and natural abilities and which was child-centered.  Her most well-known book was //The Montessori Method// (1909).  She envisioned education in its entirety from birth to adulthood, and as the prime vehicle for social change.  Died in The Netherlands.
Since it has been seen to be necessary to give so much to the child, let us give him a vision of the whole universe... If the idea of the universe be presented to the child in the right way, it will do more for him than just arouse his interest, for it will create in him admiration and wonder, a feeling loftier than any interest and more satisfying. The child's mind then will no longer wander, but becomes fixed and can work. The knowledge he then acquires is organized and systematic; his intelligence becomes whole and complete because of the vision of the whole that has been presented to him, and his interest spreads to all, for all are linked and have their place in the universe on which his mind is centred. The stars, earth, stones, life of all kinds form a whole in relation with each other, and so close is this relation that we cannot understand a stone without some understanding of the great sun! No matter what we touch, an atom, or a cell, we cannot explain it without knowledge of the wide universe. What better answer can be given to those seekers for knowledge? It becomes doubtful whether even the universe will suffice. How did it come into being, and how will it end? A greater curiosity arises, which can never be satiated; so will last through a lifetime. The laws governing the universe can be made interesting and wonderful to the child, more interesting even than things in themselves, and he begins to ask: What am I? What is the task of man in this wonderful universe? Do we merely live here for ourselves, or is there something more for us to do?
[img(85%,)[The Coat of Arms of Pope Francis|][]]
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{{font150{''//EVANGELII GAUDIUM//''
//TO THE BISHOPS, [[PRIESTS|Welcome to your own priesthood]] AND DEACONS
1. The joy of the gospel fills the hearts and lives of all who encounter Jesus.  {{grem{[This opening sentence is what I struggle with most.  That personal (questionably unreal?) encounter with the man-god-myth makes me uncomfortable.]}}}

2. The great danger in today’s world, pervaded as it is by consumerism, is the desolation and anguish born of a complacent yet [[covetous heart|Quenchless thirst]], the feverish pursuit of frivolous pleasures, and a blunted conscience. Whenever our interior life becomes caught up in its own interests and concerns, there is no longer room for others, no place for the poor. God’s voice is no longer heard, the quiet joy of his love is no longer felt, and the desire to do good fades. This is a very real danger for believers too. Many fall prey to it, and end up resentful, angry and listless. That is no way to live a dignified and fulfilled life…

7. All these instances of joy flow from the infinite love of God, who has revealed himself to us in Jesus Christ. I never tire of repeating those words of Benedict XVI which take us to the very heart of the Gospel: “Being a Christian is not the result of an ethical choice or a lofty idea, but the encounter with an event, a person, which gives life a new horizon and a decisive direction.”  (In Benedict's encyclical letter "God is Love")

91. The solution will never be found in fleeing from a personal and committed relationship with God, which at the same time commits us to serving others. This happens frequently nowadays, as believers seek to hide or keep apart from others, or quietly flit from one place to another or from one task to another, without creating deep and stable bonds.  “Dreaming of [[different places|places we can dream]], and moving from one to another, has misled many.”  (Thomas À Kempis, //De Imitatione Christi//, Lib. I, IX, 5)

27. [[I dream]] of a “missionary option”, that is, a missionary impulse capable of transforming everything, so that the Church’s customs, ways of doing things, times and schedules, language and structures can be suitably channeled for the evangelization of today’s world rather than for her self-preservation.

40. The Church is herself a missionary disciple; she needs to grow in her interpretation of the revealed word and in her understanding of truth. It is the task of exegetes and theologians to help “the judgment of the Church to mature”.  The other sciences also help to accomplish this, each in its own way.

43. In her ongoing discernment, the Church can also come to see that certain customs not directly connected to the heart of the Gospel, even some which have deep historical roots, are no longer properly understood and appreciated. Some of these customs may be beautiful, but they no longer serve as means of communicating the Gospel. We should not be afraid to re-examine them. At the same time, the Church has rules or precepts which may have been quite effective in their time, but no longer have the same usefulness for directing and shaping people’s lives. Saint Thomas Aquinas pointed out that the precepts which Christ and the apostles gave to the people of God “are very few”. Citing Saint Augustine, he noted that the precepts subsequently enjoined by the Church should be insisted upon with moderation “so as not to burden the lives of the faithful” and make our religion a form of servitude, whereas “God’s mercy has willed that we should be free”.  This warning, issued many centuries ago, is most timely today. It ought to be one of the criteria to be taken into account in considering a reform of the Church and her preaching which would enable it to reach everyone.

71. It is curious that God’s revelation tells us that the fullness of humanity and of history is realized in a city [the new Jerusalem].  We need to look at our cities with a contemplative gaze, a gaze of faith which sees God dwelling in their homes, in their streets and squares. God’s presence accompanies the sincere efforts of individuals and groups to find encouragement and meaning in their lives. He dwells among them, fostering solidarity, fraternity, and the desire for goodness, truth and justice. This presence must not be contrived but found, uncovered. God does not hide himself from those who seek him with a sincere heart, even though they do so tentatively, //in a vague and haphazard manner.// {{grem{[Like my own.]}}}

74. What is called for is an evangelization capable of shedding light on these new ways of relating to God, to others and to the world around us, and inspiring essential values. It must reach the places where new narratives and paradigms are being formed, bringing the word of Jesus to the inmost soul of our cities. Cities are multicultural; in the larger cities, a connective network is found in which groups of people share ''a common imagination and dreams about life'', and new human interactions arise, new cultures, invisible cities. Various subcultures exist side by side, and often practise segregation and violence. The Church is called to be at the service of a difficult dialogue.

82. The problem is not always an excess of activity, but rather activity undertaken badly, without adequate motivation, without a spirituality which would permeate it and make it pleasurable.  As a result, work becomes more tiring than necessary, even leading at times to illness. Far from a content and happy tiredness, this is a tense, burdensome, dissatisfying and, in the end, unbearable fatigue. This pastoral acedia can be caused by a number of things. Some fall into it because they throw themselves into unrealistic projects and are not satisfied simply to do what they reasonably can.  Others, because they lack the patience to allow processes to mature; they want everything to fall from heaven. Others, because they are attached to a few projects or ''vain dreams of success''. Others, because they have lost real contact with people and so depersonalize their work that they are more concerned with the road map than with the journey itself. Others fall into acedia because they are unable to wait; they want to dominate the rhythm of life. Today’s obsession with immediate results makes it hard for pastoral workers to tolerate anything that smacks of disagreement, possible failure, criticism, the cross.

191. In all places and circumstances, Christians, with the help of their pastors, are called to hear the cry of the poor. This has been eloquently stated by the bishops of Brazil: “We wish to take up daily the joys and hopes, the difficulties and sorrows of the Brazilian people, especially of those living in the barrios and the countryside – landless, homeless, lacking food and health care – to the detriment of their rights. Seeing their poverty, hearing their cries and knowing their sufferings, we are scandalized because we know that there is enough food for everyone and that hunger is the result of a poor distribution of goods and income. The problem is made worse by the generalized practice of wastefulness.”

192. Yet we desire even more than this; our [[dream]] ''soars higher''. We are not simply talking about ensuring nourishment or a “dignified sustenance” for all people, but also their “general temporal welfare and prosperity”.  This means education, access to health care, and above all employment -- for it is through ''free, creative, participatory and mutually supportive labor'' that human beings express and enhance the dignity of their lives.

205. I ask God to give us more politicians capable of sincere and effective dialogue aimed at healing the deepest roots – and not simply the appearances – of the evils in our world!  Politics, though often denigrated, remains ''a lofty vocation and one of the highest forms of charity'', inasmuch as it seeks the common good.  We need to be convinced that charity “is the principle not only of micro-relationships (with friends, with family members or within small groups) but also of macro-relationships (social, economic and political ones)”.  (Pope Benedict XVI)

206. [[Economy|Ecology]], as the very word indicates, should be the art of achieving a fitting management of our [[common home|Laudato si']], which is the world as a whole. Each meaningful economic decision made in one part of the world has repercussions everywhere else…

222. A constant tension exists between fullness and limitation. Fullness evokes the desire for complete possession, while limitation is a wall set before us. Broadly speaking, “time” has to do with fullness as an expression of the horizon which constantly opens before us, while each individual moment has to do with limitation as an expression of enclosure. People live poised between each individual moment and the greater, brighter horizon of the utopian future as the final cause which draws us to itself. Here we see a first principle for progress in building a people: ''//time is greater than space//''.

223. This principle enables us to work slowly but surely, without being obsessed with immediate results. It helps us patiently to endure difficult and adverse situations, or inevitable changes in our plans. It invites us to accept the tension between fullness and limitation, and to give a priority to time. One of the faults which we occasionally observe in sociopolitical activity is that spaces and power are preferred to time and processes. Giving priority to space means madly attempting to keep everything together in the present, trying to possess all the spaces of power and of self-assertion; it is to crystallize processes and presume to hold them back. Giving priority to time means being concerned about initiating processes rather than possessing spaces. Time governs spaces, illumines them and makes them links in a constantly expanding chain, with no possibility of return. What we need, then, is to give priority to actions which generate new processes in society and engage other persons and groups who can develop them to the point where they bear fruit in significant historical events. Without anxiety, but with clear convictions and tenacity.

227. When conflict arises, some people simply look at it and go their way as if nothing happened; they wash their hands of it and get on with their lives. Others embrace it in such a way that they become its prisoners; they lose their bearings, project onto institutions their own confusion and dissatisfaction and thus make unity impossible. But there is also a third way, and it is the best way to deal with conflict. It is the willingness to face conflict head on, to resolve it and to make it a link in the chain of a new process. “Blessed are the peacemakers!” (Matthew 5:9)

… This can only be achieved by those great persons who are willing to go beyond the surface of the conflict and to see others in their deepest dignity. This requires acknowledging a principle indispensable to the building of friendship in society: namely, that ''//unity is greater than conflict//''. Solidarity, in its deepest and most challenging sense, thus becomes a way of making history in a life setting where conflicts, tensions and oppositions can achieve a diversified and life-giving unity. This is not to opt for a kind of syncretism, or for the absorption of one into the other, but rather for a resolution which takes place on a higher plane [?] and preserves what is valid and useful on both sides.

231. There also exists a constant tension between ideas and realities. Realities simply are, whereas ideas are worked out. There has to be continuous dialogue between the two, lest ideas become detached from realities. ''It is dangerous to dwell in the realm of words alone'', of images and rhetoric. So a third principle comes into play: ''//realities are greater than ideas//''. This calls for rejecting the various means of masking reality: angelic forms of purity, dictatorships [?] of relativism, empty rhetoric, objectives more ideal than real, brands of ahistorical fundamentalism, … [discourse] bereft of kindness; bereft of wisdom.

232. Ideas – conceptual elaborations – are at the service of communication, understanding, and praxis. Ideas disconnected from realities give rise to ineffectual forms of idealism and nominalism, capable at most of classifying and defining, but certainly not calling to action. What calls us to action are realities illuminated by reason. 

234. An innate tension also exists between globalization and localization. We need to pay attention to the global so as to avoid narrowness and banality. Yet we also need to look to the local, which keeps our feet on the ground. Together, the two prevent us from falling into one of two extremes. In the first, people get caught up in an abstract, globalized universe, falling into step behind everyone else, admiring the glitter of other people’s world, gaping and applauding at all the right times. At the other extreme, they turn into a museum of local folklore, a world apart, doomed to doing the same things over and over, and incapable of being challenged by novelty or appreciating the beauty which God bestows beyond their borders.

235. ''//The whole is greater than the part//'', but it is also greater than the sum of its parts. There is no need, then, to be overly obsessed with limited and particular questions. We constantly have to broaden our horizons and see the greater good which will benefit us all. But this has to be done without evasion or uprooting. We need to sink our roots deeper into the fertile soil and history of our native place, which is a gift of God. We can work on a small scale, in our own neighborhood, but with a larger perspective. Nor do people who wholeheartedly enter into the life of a community need to lose their individualism or hide their identity; instead, they receive new impulses to personal growth. The global need not stifle, nor the particular prove barren.

236. ''Here our model is not the sphere'', which is no greater than its parts, where every point is equidistant from the center, and there are no differences between them. ''Instead, it is the polyhedron, which reflects the convergence of all its parts'', each of which preserves its distinctiveness. Pastoral and political activity alike seek to gather in this polyhedron the best of each. There is a place for the poor and their culture, their aspirations and their potential. Even people who can be considered dubious on account of their errors have something to offer which must not be overlooked. It is the convergence of peoples who, within the universal order, maintain their own individuality; it is the sum total of persons within a society which pursues the common good, which truly has a place for everyone.

288. [We] look to Mary as a model of evangelization. We implore her maternal intercession that the Church may become a home for many peoples, a mother for all peoples, and that the way may be opened to the birth of a new world. It is the Risen Christ who tells us, with a power that fills us with confidence and unshakeable hope: “Behold, I make all things new.”
//Mother of love, Bride of the eternal wedding feast,
pray for the Church, whose pure icon you are, 
that she may never be closed in on herself 
or lose her passion for establishing God’s kingdom.

Star of the new evangelization, 
help us to bear radiant witness to communion,
service, ardent and generous faith,
justice and love of the poor,
that the joy of the Gospel
may reach to the ends of the earth,
illuminating even the fringes of our world.

Mother of the living Gospel,
wellspring of happiness for God’s little ones, 
pray for us.

Amen. Alleluia!//
[[Apostolic Exhortation Text at the Vatican Website|]]

A story interrelating man, the world, and the "[[gods|god myth]]"
:natural forces or 'ground of being' … otherwise known as '~Ground-Divine' or 'God'
A story that tells how things came to be the way the are.

Also see the [[Muse]] and //[[material mítica diosa|pensamientos españoles]]//

A culture is a group of people //__enacting__// a story, living in a way to //make// or //maintain// the story as a reality.  (Taken from Daniel Quinn's //Ishmael//.)
<<tiddler [[five great narratives (Postman)]]>>
(in [[The End of Education]].)
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//this is … the face … the child … the soul
… the old man's shroud … these are
the hands … the eyes … the feet …
the dreams … the tears
… searching for the meaning of love//@@
!This Is
Written by Christy Dignam in 1986, released by the Irish rock band
"[[Aslan|tiztatlan]]" (formed in 1982), and later covered by U2 ([[video here|]])

These are the hands of a tired man
This is the old man's shroud
These are the eyes of a blood-crazed [[tiger|A Tree Within/flames]]
Staring at the maddening crowd

This is the face of a teenage mother
This is the child she bears
This is the soul of her broken lover
Searching for the smiles they shared

These are the feet of the punished pilgrim
And in his book of punished love
You see the eyes
You see no surprise
Waiting for a lie that's true

Everybody hits you with this feeling
Nobody seems to understand
Yeah, you stop, you look
You're searching for the meaning
Of love
Wasting your life away

//These are the dreams of a sleeping [[father|Father]]
{{bluem{[wake here now]}}}
And in his [[long lost days|Kythings interpreted]]
He sees a child
He sees his own eyes
Waiting for the price he's paid//

These are the tears of a fallen idol
And in his smile of shattered love
You see his eyes
You see no surprise
You just see lights and realise

Everybody hits you with this feeling
Nobody seems to understand
Yeah, you stop, you look
You're searching for the meaning
Of love
Wasting your life away

All about me
Here with you
There’s no one here like you
Nobody lives like you
Nobody, nobody touches like you

Everybody hits you with this feeling
Nobody seems to understand
Yeah, you stop, you look
You're searching for the meaning
Of love

Everybody hits you with this feeling
Nobody seems to understand
Yeah, you stop, you look
You're searching for the meaning
Of love

Everybody hits you with this feeling
Everybody hits you 
Everybody knocks you down 
You stop, you look
You're searching for the meaning
You stop, you look
You're searching for the meaning
Of love, love, love, love
The //axis mundi// (also cosmic axis, world axis, world pillar, columna cerului, center of the world,world tree), in religion or mythology, is the world center or <part precis>the connection between Heaven and Earth</part>.

//Anima Mundi//, 1670s, Medieval Latin, literally "soul of the world;" used by Abelard to render Greek //psyche tou kosmou//

//Fractal Mundiosa//, [[Fractal]] World that is Divine [[Feminine|Muse]]; ~Ground-Divine

The image of the //Cosmic Tree// provides an axis symbol that unites three planes: sky (branches), earth (trunk) and underworld (roots).
* In some Pacific island cultures the banyan tree, of which the Bodhi tree is of the Sacred [[Fig]] variety, is the abode of ancestor spirits. In Hindu religion, the banyan tree is considered sacred and is called "Ashwath Vriksha" ("I am Banyan tree among trees" - Bhagavad Gita).
* The Bodhi Tree is also the name given to the tree under which Gautama Siddhartha, the historical Buddha, sat on the night he attained enlightenment.
* The Yggdrasil, or World Ash, functions in much the same way in Norse mythology; it is the site where Odin found enlightenment.
* Other examples - Jievaras in Lithuanian mythology and Thor's Oak in the myths of the pre-Christian Germanic peoples.
* The Tree of Life and the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil in Genesis present two aspects of the same image.

//Cursor Mundi// (Latin for "Runner of the World") is an anonymous ~Middle-English historical and religious poem of nearly 30,000 lines written around 1300 AD. The poem summarizes the history of the world as described in the Christian Bible and other sources, with additional legendary material drawn primarily from the //Historia scholastica.//
Dig for courage
Dig for wisdom
Dig for worth

While you dig,
keep a serene and focused mind.
Stay hungry, stay curious, and stretch yourself.
Keep digging!

With the materials at hand,
fashion your dwelling place
and your fulfillment.
In this moment, are you fulfilled?

Stand firm, yet loosen your grasp.
With a supple and accepting mind,
look outward.
Remove yourself from the center.
Learn the dance with finitude and change.

The ground on which you dance is hallowed,
as are the moments we smile and speak.
It all is shifting, then dissolves into vastness.
Protect the transmission of life.

|''Description''|provides access to tiddler revisions|
|''Contributors''|Martin Budden|
Extend [[ToolbarCommands]] with {{{revisions}}}.
!Revision History
!!v0.1 (2009-07-23)
* initial release (renamed from experimental ServerCommandsPlugin)
!!v0.2 (2010-03-04)
* suppressed wikification in diff view
!!v0.3 (2010-04-07)
* restored wikification in diff view
* added link to side-by-side diff view
!To Do
* strip server.* fields from revision tiddlers
* resolve naming conflicts
* i18n, l10n
* code sanitizing
* documentation
(function($) {

jQuery.twStylesheet(".diff { white-space: pre, font-family: monospace }",
	{ id: "diff" });

var cmd = config.commands.revisions = {
	type: "popup",
	hideShadow: true,
	text: "revisions",
	tooltip: "display tiddler revisions",
	revTooltip: "", // TODO: populate dynamically?
	loadLabel: "loading...",
	loadTooltip: "loading revision list",
	selectLabel: "select",
	selectTooltip: "select revision for comparison",
	selectedLabel: "selected",
	compareLabel: "compare",
	linkLabel: "side-by-side view",
	revSuffix: " [rev. #%0]",
	diffSuffix: " [diff: #%0 #%1]",
	dateFormat: "YYYY-0MM-0DD 0hh:0mm",
	listError: "revisions could not be retrieved",

	handlePopup: function(popup, title) {
		title = this.stripSuffix("rev", title);
		title = this.stripSuffix("diff", title);
		var tiddler = store.getTiddler(title);
		var type = _getField("server.type", tiddler);
		var adaptor = new config.adaptors[type]();
		var limit = null; // TODO: customizable
		var context = {
			host: _getField("", tiddler),
			workspace: _getField("server.workspace", tiddler)
		var loading = createTiddlyButton(popup, cmd.loadLabel, cmd.loadTooltip);
		var params = { popup: popup, loading: loading, origin: title };
		adaptor.getTiddlerRevisionList(title, limit, context, params, this.displayRevisions);

	displayRevisions: function(context, userParams) {
		if(context.status) {
			var callback = function(ev) {
				var e = ev || window.event;
				var revision = resolveTarget(e).getAttribute("revision");
				context.adaptor.getTiddlerRevision(tiddler.title, revision, context,
					userParams, cmd.displayTiddlerRevision);
			var table = createTiddlyElement(userParams.popup, "table");
			for(var i = 0; i < context.revisions.length; i++) {
				var tiddler = context.revisions[i];
				var row = createTiddlyElement(table, "tr");
				var timestamp = tiddler.modified.formatString(cmd.dateFormat);
				var revision = tiddler.fields[""];
				var cell = createTiddlyElement(row, "td");
				createTiddlyButton(cell, timestamp, cmd.revTooltip, callback, null,
					null, null, { revision: revision });
				cell = createTiddlyElement(row, "td", null, null, tiddler.modifier);
				cell = createTiddlyElement(row, "td");
				createTiddlyButton(cell, cmd.selectLabel, cmd.selectTooltip,
					cmd.revisionSelected, null, null, null,
					{ index:i, revision: revision, col: 2 });
				cmd.context = context; // XXX: unsafe (singleton)!?
		} else {
			$("<li />").text(cmd.listError).appendTo(userParams.popup);

	revisionSelected: function(ev) {
		var e = ev || window.event;
		e.cancelBubble = true;
		if(e.stopPropagation) {
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		var index = n.getAttribute("index");
		var col = n.getAttribute("col");
		while(!index || !col) {
			n = n.parentNode;
			index = n.getAttribute("index");
			col = n.getAttribute("col");
		cmd.revision = n.getAttribute("revision");
		var table = n.parentNode.parentNode.parentNode;
		var rows = table.childNodes;
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				} else {
					c.text = cmd.selectedLabel;
			} else {
				if(c.textContent) {
					c.textContent = cmd.compareLabel;
				} else {
					c.text = cmd.compareLabel;
				c.onclick = cmd.compareSelected;

	compareSelected: function(ev) {
		var e = ev || window.event;
		var n = resolveTarget(e);
		var context = cmd.context;
		context.rev1 = n.getAttribute("revision");
		context.rev2 = cmd.revision;
		context.tiddler = context.revisions[n.getAttribute("index")];
		context.format = "unified";
		context.adaptor.getTiddlerDiff(context.tiddler.title, context,
			context.userParams, cmd.displayTiddlerDiffs);

	displayTiddlerDiffs: function(context, userParams) {
		var tiddler = context.tiddler;
		tiddler.title += cmd.diffSuffix.format([context.rev1, context.rev2]);
		tiddler.text = "{{diff{\n" + context.diff + "\n}}}";
		tiddler.tags = ["diff"];
		tiddler.fields.doNotSave = "true"; // XXX: correct?
		if(!store.getTiddler(tiddler.title)) {
		var src = story.getTiddler(userParams.origin);
		var tiddlerEl = story.displayTiddler(src, tiddler);
		var uri = context.uri.replace("format=unified", "format=horizontal");
		var link = $('<a target="_blank" />').attr("href", uri).text(cmd.linkLabel);
		$(".viewer", tiddlerEl).prepend(link);

	displayTiddlerRevision: function(context, userParams) {
		var tiddler = context.tiddler;
		tiddler.title += cmd.revSuffix.format([tiddler.fields[""]]);
		tiddler.fields.doNotSave = "true"; // XXX: correct?
		if(!store.getTiddler(tiddler.title)) {
		var src = story.getTiddler(userParams.origin);
		story.displayTiddler(src, tiddler);

	stripSuffix: function(type, title) {
		var str = cmd[type + "Suffix"];
		var i = str.indexOf("%0");
		i = title.indexOf(str.substr(0, i));
		if(i != -1) {
			title = title.substr(0, i);
		return title;

var _getField = function(name, tiddler) {
	return tiddler.fields[name] || config.defaultCustomFields[name];

From a 2003 [[blog post|]] announcing ~PurpleWiki 0.9:
We [Eugene Kim and [[Chris Dent]]] made Wikis a core part of our infrastructure. We had two reasons for choosing Wikis. The first was practical. We needed a system for sharing documents and collaborative authoring, and Wikis fit the bill quite nicely.

The second reason was more philosophical. We wanted a knowledge management system like Doug Engelbart's [[Open Hyperdocument System|]] (OHS), and felt that Wikis already resembled the OHS in many ways.  It was immediately usable and useful, while also offering the perfect platform for coevolution.

~PurpleWiki fulfills the following OHS requirements:

*''Backlinks''. This is a core feature of all Wikis, but also one of its most underutilized. In a future version of PurpleWiki, we will create an open API to its Backlink engine, so that other applications (such as blogs) may use it.
*''Granular Addressability''.  ~PurpleWiki's site-wide, automatic Purple Number management had the additional benefit of enabling us to quickly experiment and evolve the feature. Node ~IDs are now document-independent, which has improved usability and enabled features like Transclusions.
*''Link Types''. We've added a syntax for specifying link types, and have implemented our first new link type: Transclusions.
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Purple Numbers is a suite of tools that allows one to address paragraphs of HTML content. It was originally conceived by [[Douglas Engelbart|]] (1925-2013) for his creation of hypertext. The name comes from the faint, purple numbers at the end of each paragraph, representing the link to that paragraph.  An example of these is shown in <part Engelbart>Engelbart's 1962 paper ''[[Augmenting Human Intellect|]]'', the first paragraph of which is excerpted here:
By "augmenting human intellect" we mean increasing the capability of a man to approach a complex problem situation, to gain comprehension to suit his particular needs, and to derive solutions to problems.  Increased capability in this respect is taken to mean a mixture of the following: rapid comprehension, better comprehension, the possibility of gaining…comprehension in a situation that previously was too complex, speedier solutions, better solutions, and the possibility of finding solutions to problems that before seemed insoluble.  And by "complex situations" we include the professional problems of diplomats, executives, social scientists, life scientists, physical scientists, attorneys, designers -- whether the problem situation exists for twenty minutes or twenty years.  We do not speak of isolated clever tricks that help in particular situations.  //''We refer to a way of life in an integrated domain where hunches, cut-and-try, intangibles, and the human "feel for a situation" usefully co-exist with powerful concepts''//, streamlined terminology and notation {{grem{[see "notation as a [[tool of thought|]]"]}}}, sophisticated methods, and high-powered electronic aids.
:@@color:grey;Think of the __power__ we have today: the dizzying number of computations per second, millions of image pixels, touch-enabled surfaces, [[petabytes|]] of data and media storage … to what end?  Have we realized Doug's vision?@@
Historian of science Thierry Bardini argues that Engelbart's complex personal philosophy (which drove all his research) foreshadowed the modern application of the concept of coevolution to the philosophy and use of technology.  [[Bardini|]] points out that Engelbart was strongly influenced by the principle of linguistic relativity developed by Benjamin Lee Whorf.  "He was convinced that technological systems were not only shaped by humans but also shaped human thinking themselves.  Man and machine could not be treated separately in such a technological system.  Thus Engelbart concluded that developing a tool for ‘augmenting human intellect’ had to be a co-evolution of man and technology."

He thus set himself to the revolutionary task of developing computer-based technologies for manipulating information directly, and also to improve individual and group processes for knowledge-work.
A tree grows between
blue industrial bunkers;
busy-ness disowned.

Management Review
This is the reciprocal
Of that which I chart


An earlier version of the first haiku (written August 19th) read at the third line //'refuse to be tame.'//
I later came to the word busy-ness, and my friend Ryan chose //"disowned"//.

The second haiku, written by [[Ryan]], began a new chapter for us…
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''[[Torso of Venus →|ihr Trunk]]
Altes Museum Berlin
Roman marble copy of the famed Aphrodite of Knidos''

Description of another version:

According to later Roman writers, the statue was originally commissioned by the citizens of Kos, Greece. Praxiteles, the Greek master sculptor, created two versions for them, one draped, the other nude. The prudish citizens of Kos rejected the nude version, which was then acquired by the citizens of Knidos. The statue’s fame became so great that numerous copies and variations were made during the Hellenistic and Roman periods. The Knidia, as she is called today, is considered one of the most famous works of art from antiquity, and exemplifies feminine beauty.
The goddess depicted nude, standing with her weight on her left leg, the right leg advanced, her torso bent slightly forward, causing a crease at the navel, her left arm originally lowered with the hand positioned over the pudendum, the right arm originally bent at the elbow, with the hand at the breast, the left arm adorned with an armband, with long wavy tendrils of hair falling onto each shoulder, the remains of a support on the side of the left thigh - 33½ in. (85 cm.) high.

Notes: One of the most famous works of art in antiquity was the cult statue of the goddess Aphrodite from her temple at Knidos, sculpted by the Greek master Praxiteles in circa 350 B.C. According to later Roman writers, the statue was originally commissioned by the citizens of Kos. Praxiteles sculpted two versions for them, one draped, the other nude. The prudish citizens of Kos rejected the nude version, which was then acquired by the citizens of Knidos. They erected the statue in an open-air temple, affording a splendid view of Praxiteles' masterpiece from all angles. It is thought that this was the first full-scale depiction of the female nude in all of Greek art. The statue's fame became so great that numerous copies and variations were made during the Hellenistic and Roman periods, from full-scale replicas in marble for temples and villas, to small bronze and terracotta statuary for household shrines, to depictions on engraved gems for personal adornment.

Although the original does not survive, enough is known about the Knidia (as she is called today) from the literary descriptions and these later copies that the type has been confidently identified. The goddess is shown standing, dropping her garment upon a vase, perhaps in preparation for her bath. Her left hand is positioned over her pudendum, her right hand over breasts, in a gesture that has traditionally been interpreted as the goddess' modesty. This is now recognized as a Victorian conceit, since there is no mythological basis to support such a view. The pose is now thought to depict the goddess ''emphasizing her fertility rather than hiding it''.
[see Ridgway, //~Fourth-Century Styles in Greek Sculpture//, p. 263; emphasis above mine.]
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* 2014.09.22 14:20 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'this wiki web');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="this wiki web - dialecticdad, 9/22/2014, 2:20:54 PM">this wiki web</a></html>}}}
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* 2014.06.26 19:47 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'mergent');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="mergent - dialecticdad, 6/26/2014, 7:47:41 PM">mergent</a></html>}}}
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* 2014.03.30 14:51 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'Osmosoft');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="Osmosoft - dialecticdad, 3/30/2014, 2:51:22 PM">Osmosoft</a></html>}}}
* 2014.03.30 13:16 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'précis');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="précis - dialecticdad, 3/30/2014, 1:16:42 PM">précis</a></html>}}}
* 2014.03.30 12:42 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'poiéin');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="poiéin - dialecticdad, 3/30/2014, 12:42:59 PM">poiéin</a></html>}}}
* 2014.03.29 20:19 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'quine');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="quine - dialecticdad, 3/29/2014, 8:19:36 PM">quine</a></html>}}}
* 2014.03.29 20:09 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'in a glass darkly');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="in a glass darkly - dialecticdad, 3/29/2014, 8:09:13 PM">in a glass darkly</a></html>}}}
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* 2014.03.29 14:32 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'programming language');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="programming language - dialecticdad, 3/29/2014, 2:32:47 PM">programming language</a></html>}}}
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* 2014.03.25 06:02 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'i+e:poem');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="i+e:poem - dialecticdad, 3/25/2014, 6:02:41 AM">i+e:poem</a></html>}}}
* 2014.03.25 00:16 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'moticos');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="moticos - dialecticdad, 3/25/2014, 12:16:50 AM">moticos</a></html>}}}
* 2014.03.25 00:14 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'i+e');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="i+e - dialecticdad, 3/25/2014, 12:14:55 AM">i+e</a></html>}}}
* 2014.03.24 22:16 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'Jones');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="Jones - dialecticdad, 3/24/2014, 10:16:12 PM">Jones</a></html>}}}
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* 2014.02.22 18:24 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'courage to be');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="courage to be - dialecticdad, 2/22/2014, 6:24:47 PM">courage to be</a></html>}}}
* 2014.02.22 16:58 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'devil\x27s torch');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="devil's torch - dialecticdad, 2/22/2014, 4:58:36 PM">devil's torch</a></html>}}}
* 2014.02.22 16:46 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'Charter for Compassion');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="Charter for Compassion - dialecticdad, 2/22/2014, 4:46:07 PM">Charter for Compassion</a></html>}}}
* 2014.02.21 19:48 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'winged energy of delight');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="winged energy of delight - dialecticdad, 2/21/2014, 7:48:15 PM">winged energy of delight</a></html>}}}
* 2014.02.21 05:44 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'self-thrown things');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="self-thrown things - dialecticdad, 2/21/2014, 5:44:07 AM">self-thrown things</a></html>}}}
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* 2014.02.15 12:00 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'quiet hero');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="quiet hero - dialecticdad, 2/15/2014, 12:00:27 PM">quiet hero</a></html>}}}
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* 2014.02.15 11:24 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'Synopticon');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="Synopticon - dialecticdad, 2/15/2014, 11:24:44 AM">Synopticon</a></html>}}}
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* 2014.02.15 10:46 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'2014-02-15');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="2014-02-15 - dialecticdad, 2/15/2014, 10:46:57 AM">2014-02-15</a></html>}}}
* 2014.02.15 10:26 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'Kythings interpreted');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="Kythings interpreted - dialecticdad, 2/15/2014, 10:26:33 AM">Kythings interpreted</a></html>}}}
* 2014.02.15 10:19 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'DNA');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="DNA - dialecticdad, 2/15/2014, 10:19:26 AM">DNA</a></html>}}}
* 2014.02.15 09:19 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'Fourfold Fruit');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="Fourfold Fruit - dialecticdad, 2/15/2014, 9:19:58 AM">Fourfold Fruit</a></html>}}}
* 2014.02.09 23:10 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'this world of dew');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="this world of dew - dialecticdad, 2/9/2014, 11:10:41 PM">this world of dew</a></html>}}}
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* 2011.08.21 10:36 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'Latin ad- prefix');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="Latin ad- prefix - dialecticdad, 8/21/2011, 10:36:58 AM">Latin ad- prefix</a></html>}}}
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* 2011.08.14 10:46 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'Blue Flower');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="Blue Flower - dialecticdad, 8/14/2011, 10:46:15 AM">Blue Flower</a></html>}}}
* 2011.08.14 10:25 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'Cycle');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="Cycle - dialecticdad, 8/14/2011, 10:25:19 AM">Cycle</a></html>}}}
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* 2011.08.14 06:43 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'What would be the economic impact of 2.1% reduced annual consumption for a decade?');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="What would be the economic impact of 2.1% reduced annual consumption for a decade? - dialecticdad, 8/14/2011, 6:43:12 AM">What would be the economic impact of 2.1% reduced annual consumption for a decade?</a></html>}}}
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* 2011.07.17 13:37 {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('[a-zA-Z0-9]'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'But yield who will to their separation');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="But yield who will to their separation - dialecticdad, 7/17/2011, 1:37:15 PM">But yield who will to their separation</a></html>}}}
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''Nikos Kazantzakis'' (18 February 1883 – 26 October 1957) Greek writer celebrated for his novels which include //Zorba the Greek// (1946), //The Last Temptation of Christ// (1955), //The Odyssey: A Modern Sequel// (which Kazantzakis considered his most important work, published 1938), //Saint Francis//, and //Saviors of God//.  (Only the last of those have I read in its entirety.)
!The Saviors of God: Spiritual Exercises
by Nikos Kazantzakis
(began 1922, final revision 1944)
Translated by Kimon Friar

//<<tiddler passages/dig>>//
A copy of the full text was made available on Nic Wolff's [[website|]].

This book entered my life in the same manner as Joanna Newsom's mind-altering album //Ys//, as a gift from my friend Elias.  It's a book that [[shaped my view|Writings that shaped my view]] of the world.  I later learned that Ray [[Bradbury]] also admired it, and I can see its influence in his poetry.

I created a "word cloud" of the text, in which the size of each word indicates its frequency in the entire work:

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I see a visual pattern that seems to distill his entire message into a single vertical axis with ~G-D at the origin.  The horizontal movement in the void space of ~G-D's letters is notable too -- //live, say, die// -- the summarized progression of this entire existence, read right-to-left.

My inspiration was triggered by this [[Wolfram Blog posting|]] regarding textual analysis of Shakespeare.  I plan to reflect upon the "key words" visualizing //Saviors of God// in this way and will share whatever arises.

I used the free [[Wolfram Programming Lab|]] to create this image with only two lines of +++[code, shown here.]


{{grem{The following abridges and changes the sequence of passages:}}}

Walk tiptoe on the edge of the insatiable precipice and struggle to give order to your vision. Raise the multicolored trap door of the mystery—the stars, the sea, men and ideas; give form and meaning to the formless, the mindless infinitude.  Gather together in your heart all terrors, recompose all details. Salvation is a [[circle|the circle of religious elements]]; close it!

Every man has his own circle composed of trees, animals, men, ideas, and he is in duty bound to save this circle. He, and no one else. If he does not save it, he cannot be saved.

We are a humble letter, a single syllable, one word out of a gigantic Odyssey. We are immersed in an enormous song and we shine like humble pebbles as long as they remain immersed in the sea.

What is our duty? To raise our heads from the text a moment, as long as our lungs can bear it, and to breathe in the transoceanic song.  To bring together all our adventures, to give meaning to our voyage, to battle undauntedly with men, with gods, with animals, and then slowly, patiently, to erect in our brains, marrow of our marrow, our Ithaca.

Out of an ''ocean of nothingness'', with fearful struggle, the work of man rises slowly like a small ''island''.  Within this arena, which grows more stable night after day, generations work and love and hope and vanish. New generations tread on the corpses of their fathers, continue the work above ''the abyss'' and struggle to tame the dread mystery. How?  By cultivating a single field, by kissing a woman, by studying a stone, an animal, an idea.

From all these generations, from all these joys and sorrows, from this lovemaking, these battles, these ideas, a single voice rings out, pure and serene.

Earthquakes come, the ''island'' sways, a corner crumbles away, another rises out of the sunless waves… 

Someone within me is struggling to lift a great weight, to cast off the mind and flesh by overcoming habit, laziness, necessity.  I do not know from where he comes or where he goes.  I clutch at his onward march in my ephemeral breast, I listen to his panting struggle, I shudder when I touch him.

Deep in my subterranean cells my five senses labor; they weave and unweave space and time, joy and sorrow, matter and spirit… I rejoice to feel between my temples, in the flicker of an eyelid, the beginning and the end of the world.  I condense into a lightning moment the seeding, sprouting, blossoming, fructifying, and the disappearance of every tree, animal, man, star, and god.

All acquire an unexpected holiness -- beauty, knowledge, hope, the economic struggle, daily and seemingly meaningless cares. Shuddering, we feel everywhere about us the same gigantic, enslaved Spirit striving for freedom.

All Earth is a [[seed|Friar's Journeybook/SeedOfPerfection]] planted in the coils of my mind. Whatever struggles for numberless years to unfold and fructify in the dark womb of matter bursts in my head like a small and silent lightning flash.  Ah! let us gaze intently on this lightning flash, let us hold it for a moment, let us arrange it into human speech.  Let us transfix this momentary eternity which encloses everything, past and future, but without losing in the immobility of language any of its gigantic erotic whirling.

The seed is saved — what do we mean by "saved"? It frees the God within it by blossoming, by bearing fruit, by returning to earth once more. Let us help the seed to save itself.

Every word is an Ark of the Covenant around which we dance and shudder, divining God to be its dreadful inhabitant.

You shall never be able to establish in words what you live in ecstasy. But struggle unceasingly to establish it in words. ''//Battle with myths, with comparisons, with allegories, with rare and common words, with exclamations and rhymes, to embody it in flesh, to transfix it!//''

~G-D, the Great Ecstatic, works in the same way. He speaks and struggles to speak in every way He can, with seas and with fires, with colors, with wings, with horns, with claws, with constellations and butterflies, that he may establish His ecstasy. Like every other living thing, I also am in the center of the Cosmic whirlpool.

Everything is an egg in which God's sperm labors without rest, ceaselessly. Innumerable forces within and without it range themselves to defend it.
{{grem{[The Seed of Perfection?]}}}

He is a power that contains all things, ''that begets all things''. He begets them, loves them, and destroys them. And if we say, "Our God is an erotic wind and shatters all bodies that he may drive on," and if we remember that eros always works through blood and tears, destroying every individual without mercy — then we shall approach his dread face a little closer.

Two violent contrary winds, one masculine and the other feminine, met and clashed at a crossroads. For a moment they counterbalanced each other, thickened, and became visible.
This crossroads is the Universe. This crossroads is my heart.
This dance of the gigantic erotic collision is transmitted from the darkest particle of matter to the most spacious thought.  The wife of my God is matter; they wrestle with each other, they laugh and weep, they cry out in the nuptial bed of flesh.

All the concentrated agony of the Universe bursts out in every living thing. God is imperiled in the sweet ecstasy and bitterness of flesh.  But he shakes himself free, he leaps out of brains and loins, then clings to new brains and new loins until the struggle for liberation again breaks out from the beginning.
For the first time on this earth, from within our hearts and our minds, God gazes on his own struggle.
Joy! [[Joy!|FractalPoiesis]]  I did not know that all this world is so much part of me, that we are all one army, that windflowers and stars struggle to right and left of me and do not know me; but I turn to them and hail them.
The Universe is warm, beloved, familiar, and it smells like my own body. It is Love and War both, a raging restlessness, persistence and uncertainty.

Everything in the world has a hidden meaning … Men, animals, trees, stars, they are all [[hieroglyphics|correspondances]]. When you see them you do not understand them. You think they are really men, animals, trees, stars. It is only years later that you understand.

It is as though we had buried Someone we thought dead, and now hear him calling in the night: //Help me!//

Every word, every deed, every thought is the heavy gravestone he is forever trying to lift. And my own body and all the visible world, all heaven and earth, are the gravestone which God is struggling to heave upward.

The primordial Spirit branches out, overflows, struggles, fails, succeeds, trains itself. It is the Rose of the Winds.

Action is the widest gate of deliverance. It alone can answer the questionings of the heart. Amid the labyrinthine complexities of the mind it finds the shortest route. No, it does not "find" — it creates its way, hewing to right and left through resistances of logic and matter.

Amid all these things, beyond all these things every man and nation, every plant and animal, every god and demon, charges upward … We struggle to make this Spirit visible, to give it a face, to encase it in words, in allegories and thoughts and incantations, that it may not escape us. ''//But it cannot be contained in the twentysix letters of an alphabet which we string out in rows;//'' we know that all these words, these allegories, these thoughts, and these [[incantations|passages]] are, once more, but a new mask with which to conceal ''the Abyss''.

Yet only in this manner, by confining immensity, may we labor within the newly incised circle of humanity.  What do we mean by "labor"?  To fill up this circle with desires, with anxieties, and with deeds; to spread out and reach frontiers until, no longer able to contain us, they crack and collapse. By thus working with appearances, we widen and increase the essence.  For this reason our return to appearances, after our contact with essence, possesses an incalculable worth.

We have seen the highest circle of spiraling powers. We have named this circle God. We might have given it any other name we wished: Abyss, Mystery, Absolute Darkness, Absolute Light, Matter, Spirit, Ultimate Hope, Ultimate Despair, Silence.  But we have named it God because only this name, for primordial reasons, can stir our hearts profoundly.  And this deeply felt emotion is indispensable if we are to touch, body with body, the dread essence beyond logic.

Human partitions — bodies, brains, and souls — are capable of being demolished, and humanity might return again, after frightfully bloody wandering, to its primeval, divine oneness. In this condition, there is no such thing as "me", "you", and "she"; everything is a unity and this unity is a profound mystic intoxication in which death loses its scythe and ceases to exist. Separately, we die one by one, but all together we are immortal. Like prodigal children, after so much hunger, thirst, and rebellion, we spread our arms and embrace our two parents: heaven and earth.

No form of instruction exists, ''no Savior'' exists to open up the road. No road exists to be opened.  {{grem{[The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao.]}}}
Every person, ascending above and beyond his own head, escapes from his small brain, so crammed with perplexities.  Within profound Silence, erect, fearless, in pain and in play, ascending ceaselessly from peak to peak, knowing that the height has no ending, sing this proud and magical incantation as you hang over ''the Abyss'' …

//I am a weak, ephemeral creature
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;made of mud and dream.
But I feel all the powers of the
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;universe whirling within//
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!Trust in Meanings • Teacher • Tradition

The following people (all still living) bear a link in their lives to the Teacher, Priest, or Priestess role; upholding a body of tradition and meanings I have personally encountered:
# Benedict XVI, Joseph Aloisius Ratzinger (16 Apr 1927)
# [[Father Francis|pontifex]], Jorge Mario Bergoglio (17 Dec 1936)
# Patriarch Bartholomew, Dimítrios Archontónis (29 Feb 1940)
# Father Elias (Dec 1941; made "a son" of [[Nazianzus]] 25 Jan 2004)
# Tenzin Gyatso, Dalai Lama of Tibet, "Ocean High Priest" (6 Jul 1935)
# Pema Chödrön, Deirdre ~Blomfield-Brown (14 Jul 1936)
# Karen Armstrong (1944) & sister Lindsey – [[Charter for Compassion]]
# [[Rachel|Rachel Pollack]] Grace Pollack, author and Tarot teacher (17 Aug 1945)
# Ronald Sam Gilardi, Capuchin Friar (Jul 1947)
# Archbishop Justin Portal Welby (Browne) of London (Jan 1956)
# Cantor Regina Yarchever Heit (Jan 1957)
# Stephen Mark Veazey, Community of Christ President (May 1957)
In collective:
The Religious Society of [[Friends|Quaker]] General Conference (1900) -- its relation to Friends United Meeting
://Answer the ~Ground-Divine of every one and in every soul.//

Explanation of the Tarot symbol by [[Rachel Pollack]] follows, interspersed with my personal responses {{grem{shown in grey italics:}}}

If we see the first line [in a progression of Tarot keys] as describing the development of the personality, then coming after the natural world ([[Empress|Muse]]) and society ([[Emperor]]), the Hierophant indicates the ''intellectual tradition'' of the person's particular society {{grem{[inherited or elected]}}}, and his or her education in that tradition.

Following Waite's interpretation (and thinking specifically of the Western pope) we can see the Hierophant as a companion to the Emperor.  The word 'pope' means 'father', and like the Roman Emperor the Pope is seen as a wise father guiding his children.  Together, they share responsibility for humanity, the one providing physical needs, the other ''guiding spiritual growth''.  In one of the earliest treatises urging separation of Church and State, Dante argued that the two functions must not be combined for fear of corruption.  However, he never questioned the idea that the Church is responsible for our souls.


Paul Foster Case, founder of [[Builders of the Adytum]], wrote:
//Hierophant// means "revealer of sacred things."  It was the name of the chief officer in the [[Eleusinian Mysteries|]], and signifies that which //''makes known the hidden import of the appearances''// whereby we are surrounded … We [BOTA] do not agree with Waite that the Hierophant "is the ruling power of external religion, . . . exoteric orthodox doctrine, the outer side of the life which leads to the doctrine."  On the contrary, he is the //[[pontifex]]//, the "bridge-maker" who provides a connecting link between outer experience and interior illumination.

He sits on a throne, between two stone pillars.  These, and the throne, together with the background, are gray, a color associated with Wisdom … Gray stands for the perfect balance of all pairs of opposites … The crossed keys are the familiar symbols of the power of the Papacy.  Yet they have a deeper meaning.  One is silver, the other golden.  They stand for the solar and lunar currents of radiant energy, which, as nerve-currents in the human body, are utilized as keys to open the inner doors …
The [[Coat of Arms of Pope Francis|]] is described on the Vatican's website: "The blue shield is surmounted by ''the symbols of papal dignity'', the same as those used by his Predecessor Benedict XVI (the mitre above crossed keys of gold and silver, bound by the red cord)."

The Hebrew letter for this card is Vau, which means “hook”, something that joins two things together.  Another definition is yoke. The Sanskrit definition of “yoga” is yoke, and the idea of yoga is to join spiritual and mundane consciousness together through the various paths.


Pollack continues: Today, many people do not understand the basic idea of a priesthood.  Our democratic age [[rejects|Welcome to your own priesthood]] the notions of an intermediary between an individual and God.  Note, however, that the Hierophant can also symbolize the 'dictatorship over the proletariat' or any other elite leading the masses where they cannot go themselves.

{{grem{[Religion as an institution is based on a practical assumption]}}} that most people do not really care much about God.  The average person is happiest following worldly pursuits, money, family and politics.  There are however, certain people who, ''by temperament, feel very directly the spirit that runs through all our lives.''  Called to the priesthood by their own inner awareness, these people can speak to God for us.

In the [[BOTA|Builders of the Adytum]] version of the Hierophant, the crossed keys at the Hierophant's feet are gold and silver, representing the outer and inner ways, the sun and moon, the Magician and the High Priestess, which the doctrine teaches us to combine.  In the ~Rider-Waite image, both keys are gold, indicating that the dark side is hidden from those who follow the outer doctrine [only].

Still, we must not think that the outer doctrine of religion serves no purpose to the seeker.  Like the general education, of which it is a particular example, it gives the individual a firm tradition in which to root his or her personal development.  The modern Western phenomenon of a kind of eclectic mysticism, drawing inspiration from all religions, is an extremely unusual development.  This is based, possibly, on a global awareness plus the view of religion as a psychological state divorced from science and history.  Thus we see religion as an experience rather than an explanation of the universe and accept that all religious experiences are valid, whatever contradictions they show on the surface.  While this idea opens great possibilities, many people have noted its //potential shallowness//.  The fact is, throughout the centuries, the great mystics have always spoken ''from deep within a tradition''.  The Kabbalists were thoroughly Jewish, Thomas à Kempis a complete Christian, and the Sufis bowed to Mecca with all other orthodox Muslims.  In its best aspect, the Hierophant (as outer doctrine) can give us a place to start in creating a personal awareness of {{grem{[the Ground-Divine].}}}

… ''A society builds its intellectual tradition over hundreds of years.''  Those who accept that tradition receive from it a standard by which to judge new ideas and information.  Those who reject it must find their own ways and can easily get lost in superficial ideas.


One day before the Western Church's Easter this year, I wrote:
This too is familiar for me: [[Churches are beautiful|]] and yet cage-like; their mystery, comfort and ''durability through the ages'' is a quiet call that I cannot entirely ignore.  And so I wonder about stepping foot into the lovely brick Episcopal church a few blocks away from my home, although I'm a heretic who doesn't believe in the redemptive death of their Nazarene shepherd -- ironic timing this weekend, a holiday I cannot celebrate, even if I do admire the vast part of his moral teachings.  I am more comfortable with a strand of Quaker religious practice -- but this way is more lonely; the Quaker and Buddhist communities small and scattered in my part of the country.
Pollack continues: There are many people who, having given up the dogma forced on them as children, fall into some new dogma, a cult or some extremist political group, just as rigid and perhaps more shallow.  Having rejected tradition they have not really rejected the Hierophant.  They have not accepted the responsibility of truly finding their own way {{grem{[and __relationship__ to the World.]}}}

Accompanying text from //Thunder the Perfect Mind// that appears on the Elemental Tarot card:
://''I am sinless and the root of all sin derives from me.''//
From the gospel of John (5:30), as translated in the New International Version:
//By myself I can do nothing; I judge only as I hear, and my judgment is just, for I seek not to please myself but him who sent me.//

"This verse is a concise statement of the meaning of Tarot Key 5, The Hierophant."
-- Written by Dr. Michael J. Santangelo at [[Nine Miles To Freedom|]]


This morning April 11th, my daughter Maya (7 years old) asked me questions about the legend of Jesus nailed to a cross, as her mother had explained it to her recently.  (I am grateful that Lily framed this as a legend, which Maya is not obliged to believe.)

Other embodiments of the Hierophant:

"The duty of the President of the office of the High Priesthood is to preside over the whole church, and … to be a seer, a revelator, a translator, and a prophet".  (1835)  "In summary: A prophet is a teacher of known truth; a seer is a perceiver of hidden truth, a revelator is a bearer of new truth."  (1960)

Another Protestant / Reformationist body -- the Baptist World Alliance, whose stated goals are: "(1) To Unite Baptists Worldwide; (2) To Lead in World Evangelization; (3) To Respond to People in Need; and (4) To Defend Human Rights."

The funeral service of my children's uncle, Timothy, was held in a Baptist Church.  This was a sadness and disappointment to his Roman Catholic parents.

[img[The Hierophant - from 'Nine Miles To Freedom'|][]]
Apple Computer Co. described personal computers as "bicycles for the mind" in a 1980s advertisement. ^^[[[7]|]]^^
[img[Bicycle for the mind – logo for Mac University Consortium|][]]
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!I Am Much Too Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone
by Rainer Maria [[Rilke]]
translated by Annemarie S. Kidder

I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone enough
to truly consecrate the hour.
I am much too small in this world, yet not small enough
to be to you just object and thing, 
dark and smart.
I want my free will and want it accompanying 
the path which leads to action;
and want during times that beg questions, 
where something is up, 
to be among those in the know, 
or else be alone.

I want to mirror your image to its fullest perfection, 
never be blind or too old
to uphold your weighty wavering reflection. 
I want to unfold.
Nowhere I wish to stay crooked, bent; 
for there I would be dishonest, untrue. 
I want my conscience to be 
true before you;
want to describe myself like a picture I observed 
for a long time, one close up, 
like a new word I learned and embraced, 
like the everday jug, 
like my mother's face, 
like a ship that carried me along 
through the deadliest storm.
“Moticos” is a word coined by [[Ray Johnson]], an anagram of “osmotic” — itself the adjective form of “osmosis,” referring to the process of liquid flow between two semi-permeable membranes.  Figuratively, osmosis is the gradual assimilation or absorption of ideas.

I altered the anagram for my own personal use as //[[mitocos]]//.

//''…ideas, images and signs bleed into one another and soak perception with their infinite [[correspondances]], until these streams diverge, flooding out into the world…''//
–Johanna Gosse

Discovered from "[[In Memory of Moticos|]]" January 2014 at The Book Beat:
He [Ray Johnson] re-imagined art as simply communication, a part of daily life—and a constant engagement with life that links the past, present and future into interchangeable symbols, fateful accidents, magic reversals and poetry. His [[books|the book]] and letters were simple but intricate puzzles, all self-contained [[anti-museums]], missives that questioned collecting and collectors, the purpose of art, stretching the boundaries of [[poetry]].

Memory is not an instrument for surveying the past but its theater. It is the medium of past experience, just as the earth is the medium in which dead cities lie buried. He who seeks to approach his own buried ''past'' must conduct himself like a man digging.
–[[Walter Benjamin]], //Berlin Childhood//

When you cut into the present, the ''future'' leaks out.
–William S. Burroughs, //~Cut-Ups//
[[Mark Bloch|]] asked Ray about the "moticos."  He said no one really got it.  He said he destroyed all that stuff.  He 'wanted to paste things on railroad cars. Nothing to be seen by anyone except coyotes or cacti.'

In an interview for the inaugural issue of the //Village Voice//, Ray Johnson discussed what moticos were and what they weren't. "I've got a big pile of things at home which will make moticos. They're really collages – paste-ups of pictures and pieces of paper…but that sounds too much like what they really are, so I call them moticos. It's a good word because it's both singular and plural and you can pronounce it how you like." &nbsp;(Wilcock, 1955) Johnson's moticos, or collages, are exhibited more often in museums and galleries than his mail art because curators place the moticos in the category of fine art. In contrast, curators treat Johnson's [[mail art|mail art object]] more as a long-term performance or avocation, rather than as individual art objects.
–Madelyn Starbuck in "[[Clashing and Converging|]]"
//See [[mail art object]]//

Following research courtesy of Johanna Gosse, The Journal of Black Mountain College Studies [[Volume II: Ray Johnson|]]
(September 29, 2011)
“Moticos” is an anagram of the term “osmotic,” the adjectival form of “osmosis,” which refers to the process of liquid flow between two semi-permeable membranes, and more colloquially, to the gradual process of assimilation or absorption of ideas. According to the possibly apocryphal account offered by [[Ray Johnson]], the term was arbitrarily picked from a dictionary by his friend Norman Soloman; yet, this word effectively evokes the idea of dynamic flow and exchange, qualities that are relevant to Johnson’s developing collage practice during this period.

Johnson’s moticos are composed of everyday found objects—mass media fragments, commercial packaging, scraps of cardboard—which he intricately arranged in small-scale compositions and then emblazoned with puns, pictograms, enigmatic [[hieroglyph]]s, small blocks or “tesserae,” celebrity names, Chinese lettering, and other more obscure references and elements. Still, the moticos’ delicately embellished surfaces do not obscure the fact that they are composed of humble materials…
Perhaps it’s all incorrect that these (the moticos) be looked at in terms of painting or creativity or beauty or whatever. It might very well just be useful objects like an automobile or a chair. And these happen to be things hanging on the wall. I never used to believe in a work of art being bought. I thought it should just be made and not cherished or sold.  [1968 interview with Johnson]
He accepts that art has a //use value// like any other functional object, but he wants to reject the notion that it possesses //[[exchange value|Walter Benjamin/commodity]]//, as an object bought or sold on a marketplace. Indeed, a primary example of something with use value but no real exchange value is precisely the ritual performance: an event that is essential to the vitality of a community and yet remains time-bound, ephemeral, and thus cannot be “cherished or sold.”

This simple yet revolutionary idea—that art should have a quasi-ceremonial role in everyday life rather than exist as a rarefied commodity under the purview of [[elite collectors and museums|anti-museums]]—forms the core, I think, of Johnson’s aesthetic philosophy. This idea is also a fundamental tenet of one of the most important philosophical treatises on aesthetics of the past century—John Dewey’s //Art as Experience//.
Dewey states that his primary task (and the task of all aesthetic philosophy) is “to restore continuity between the refined and intensified forms of experience that are works of art and the everyday events, doings, and sufferings that are universally recognized to constitute experience.”  Later, he describes the function of art as promoting “active and alert commerce with the world—complete //interpenetration// of self and the world of objects and events.”  This notion of //interpenetration of self and world, of art and experience//, I contend, is philosophically aligned with Johnson’s porous practice and philosophy of art. What is central to both Dewey and Johnson’s thinking is the fundamental continuity between art and experience, rather than art’s distant and transcendent status above experience.

The idea of “an experience” is central to Dewey’s aesthetics and his philosophy on the whole, as noted by scholar Thomas M. Alexander, among others.  In the third chapter of //Art as Experience//, Dewey defines “an experience” as one where separate parts fuse into a unified whole; where the subject undergoes something that can be marked as singular, transformative, meaningful, consummatory, and sets a standard of quality for experiences to come—for example, an especially memorable meal in a Parisian bistro would constitute “an experience.” Importantly, “an experience” is an active, not a passive process. It necessitates an attentive perceiving subject to not only consume the experience, but to behave and act in response…. In defining the work of art as a process, rather than as an object, Dewey posits an implicit challenge to the ways that artistic value is conventionally assigned—via the art market and institutions like museums, which primarily exist to collect, categorize and assign value to objects rather than to cultivate aesthetic experiences.

Dewey’s notion of the fundamental continuity between art and the everyday permeates Johnson’s artistic practice, beginning with his use of “osmosis” as the primary metaphor for his work’s “active and alert commerce with the world”—its incursion into the everyday happenings and rituals that constitute experience. Notably, //Art as Experience// makes frequent use of biological and environmental metaphors, often involving water, waves, liquid, flow, and the concept of “flux.” For instance, in the first chapter on “The Live Creature,” Dewey states, “In an experience, flow is from something to something. As one part leads into another and as one part carries on what went before, each gains distinctness in itself.”

Elsewhere, in discussing this flow of experience, he writes, //“all interactions that effect stability and order in the whirling flux of change are rhythms. There is ebb and flow, systole and diastole: ordered change.”//

Dewey’s dynamic descriptions of everyday experience using terms like //flow// and //flux// is aligned with Johnson’s //osmotic//, stream-of-consciousness aesthetics, in which ideas, images and signs bleed into one another and soak perception with their infinite correspondences, until these streams diverge, flooding out into the world… [now via Internet, or the postal network of Johnson's time.]

Johnson’s establishment of a postal network corresponds to another of Dewey’s primary contentions in //Art as Experience//: that art and aesthetics are most meaningful when they are “part of the significant life of an organized community.”  Dewey emphasizes that community and tradition become severed from aesthetic experience when the art object is placed in an institutional setting like a museum or gallery, which leads him to praise the rituals and ceremonies of traditional societies. Like Dewey, Johnson understood art as an explicitly participatory endeavor, even as a form of encountering others. Though the social context for his practice was the art world, Johnson created his own “organized community” through the [[New York Correspondance School|NYCS]], a network that was based on shared aesthetic experience, a community fostered by art.

Dewey’s emphasis on art as the most effective means of human communication also resonates with Johnson’s mail art practice. In //Art as Experience//, Dewey writes:
Communication is the process of creating participation, of making common what had been isolated and singular… the expressions that constitute art are communication in its pure and undefiled form. Art breaks through barriers that divide human beings, which are impermeable in ordinary association.
Dewey’s description of art as a form of communication that makes barriers permeable is, again, immediately reminiscent of Johnson’s osmosis metaphor. Though Johnson’s enigmatic use of language in the moticos might at first appear to obstruct communication and understanding, or even promote “impermeability,” this perceived difficulty, I contend, should be understood as an invitation rather than a resistance to interpretation. Johnson’s open-ended linguistic play demands a heightened awareness of potential everyday correspondences, and an increased attention to the subtle analogies between forms, sounds, words, images, and even commercial logos.
–Johanna Gosse, "[[From Art to Experience: The Pourous Philosophy of Ray Johnson|]]"

When he sent works of art through the mail to people as gifts, he was describing what he thought were the correct relations among people…An envelope from Ray was like a haiku, a moment of immediacy and indeterminancy, a particularly vivid moment outside the economy, outside the machinery of our culture. It was free.
–Bill Wilson, "[[Dear Friends of Ray, and Audiences of One|]]"
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//Let my love, like sunlight, surround you
and yet give you illumined freedom.

Love remains a secret even when spoken,
for only a lover truly knows that she is loved.//
!From //Gitanjali ~ Song Offerings//

When I go from hence let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable,

I have tasted of the hidden honey of this lotus that expands on the ocean of light, and thus am I blessed -- let this be my parting word.

In this ''playhouse of infinite forms'' I have had my play and here have I caught sight of him that is formless.

My whole body and my limbs have thrilled with his touch who is beyond touch; and if the end comes here, let it come -- let this be my parting word.


When old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders.
!From //The Religion of Man//
Rabindranath Tagore

We can make truth ours by actively modulating its inter-relations. This is the work of art; for reality is not based in the substance of things but in the principle of relationship. Truth is the infinite pursued by metaphysics; fact is the infinite pursued by science, while reality is the definition of the infinite which relates truth to the person. Reality is human; it is what we are conscious of, by which we are affected, that which we express … We live in it, we always widen its limits.

… Reality is the truth of man, who belongs to all times, and any individualistic madness of men against man cannot thrive for long.

There come in our history occasions when the consciousness of a large multitude becomes suddenly illumined with the recognition of a reality which rises far above the dull obviousness of daily happenings.  The world becomes vivid; we see, we feel it with all our soul.  Such an occasion there was when the voice of Buddha reached distant shores across physical and moral impediments.  Then our life and our world found their profound meaning of reality in their relation to the central person who offered us emancipation of love.  Men, in order to make this great human experience ever memorable, determined to do the impossible; they made rocks to speak, stones to sing, caves to remember; the cry of joy and hope took immortal forms along the hills and deserts, across barren solitudes and populous cities.  A gigantic creative endeavour built up its triumph in stupendous carvings, defying obstacles that were overwhelming.  Such heroic activity over the greater part of the Eastern continentsclearly answer the question: "What is Art?"  It is the response of man’s creative soul to the call of the real.

… It is the magic of mathematics, the rhythm which is in the heart of all creation, which moves in the atom and, in its different measures, fashions gold and lead, the rose and the thorn, the sun and the planets.  These are the dance steps of numbers in the arena of time and space, which weave the //maya//, the patterns of appearance, the incessant flow of change, that ever is and is not.  It is the rhythm that churns up images from the vague and makes tangible what is elusive.  This is //maya//, this is the art in creation, and art in literature, which is the magic of rhythm.
!!//The End of Education: Redefining the Value of School//
by Neil Postman

Despite some of the more debilitating teachings of culture itself, something can be done in school that will alter the lenses though which one sees the world; which is to say, that non-trivial schooling can provide ''a point of view from which what //is// can be seen clearly, what //was// as a living present, and what //will be// as filled with possibility.'' —from the Preface
<<tiddler [[five great narratives (Postman)]]>>
I add a few others which dominate the focus of education – often its pragmatic aims:
*Transfer of Survival Skills
*Preparation for the Young to Inherit the Earth
*Qualification for Society

+++[Recommended reading for the Word Weavers narratives:]
*I.A. Richards
*Benjamin Lee Whorf
*and especially Alfred Korzybski
**Plants are "chemistry binders," animals are "space binders," and we humans are "time binders."  Humans are unique in their ability to transport their experiences through time.  We can accumulate knowledge from the past and communicate what we know to the future.
**some of his followers: S.I. Hayakawa, Irving Lee, Wendell Johnson
*Helen Keller's //The Story of My Life//
*In every subject, students should be taught "the universe of discourse" that comprises the subject: the structure of questions, the process of definition, and the role of metaphor particular to that subject… Not merely what are the questions, definitions, and metaphors of a subject but also //how// these are formed and how they have been formed in the past… Also the ways in which the forms of questions have changed over time and how these forms vary from subject to subject. (The terminology of a question determines the terminology of its answer.) … Some attention must be given to how such terms as //right, wrong, truth,// and //falsehood// are used in a subject… a historical fact is different from a biological fact, a mathematical "truth" is different from the "truth" of a literary work… Language education must also include what is meant by a //theory, fact, inference, assumption, judgment//, and a //generalization.//
*Last, inquiries into the ways in which humans have extended their capacities to "bind" time and control space, what may be called "technology education." … Educators confuse the teaching of how to use technology with technology education … To be "against technology" makes no more sense than to be "against food." We can't live without either. But to observe that it is dangerous to eat too much food, or to eat food lacking nutritional value, is not to be "anti-food."  It is to suggest what may be the best uses of food. Technology education aims at students' learning about what technology helps us to do and what it hinders us from doing; it is about how technology uses us and has used people in the past, for good or ill.  It is about how technology creates new worlds, for good or ill.
**Ten principles relating to technology put forth by Postman
''Les Minst'' ~ the smallest ones, the least, the rarest

Norwegian, Swedish, Dutch //minst// ~ French //les moins//  ~ German //[[die mindest|Turning]]//

Plural article in French //Les// is not gendered (unlike Spanish //los / las//.)
Like a surname, suggests identification with a //group// of people.

E. S. Les Minst ~ anagram of [[Carmen Avis Solsiete|Carmen]]
!//L'Elegia Dasein, Multis inter nasci Scientitori//
;Elegia da_Sein
: //deep songs// ~ lament and joy; not mournful but deep
: //L'Elegia// ~ the meetings of choice ([[eligere|dialegen]])
: //da_Sein// ~ "''into'' Being" ~ [[belonging|Home is]] in space and time
: //pro multis// ~ "great throngs of life"
: I contain [[multitudes|origin of all poems/multitudes]].
: //multis inter// ~ "here among many"
: the between, [[Interbeing|Interbeing Mindfulness Trainings]], [[das Zwischen|]], cf. [[Buber]] [[corpus|]]
: //multis inter nasci// ~ "born among many"
: //[[nascimento]]// ~ "coming into being"
: //Scientiae tori// ~ "knowing of the ties" ([[mergent]])
: [[Centaur]]; Satori; "seeing into one's true nature"
: //[[that knot|Aspiration]] made to untie// ~ world of relations ([[Kythings|Kythings interpreted]])
: {{serif{//Ich und Du//}}} [[relations|]]
: the [[liminocentric|]] and [[fractal consciousness]]
''deep Songs into Being
born of the Knowledge
the Ties between Many''

//[[die Elegien in Dasein, von der Kenntnis der Beziehungen zwischen Vielen geboren|]]//


Les ~ also evoking the common or [[lay|Journey's Etymologies/lay]] people: //laos esse// (intermingling Greek and Latin roots)

Minst also evokes a //minstrel// and the original sense of //minister// (servant) … contrasted with //magister// (as in //[[Magister Ludi|Glass Bead Game]]//.)

Another facet of Les Minst is revealed by the motto ''Miserando atque Eligendo'', which has often been translated as "lowly but chosen."  I differ with that English construction, and catch a glimmer of Buddhist teachings in this Latin / Roman Catholic phrase:
<<tiddler Buddhism/precis>>

Those who cannot feel the littleness of great things in themselves are apt to overlook the greatness of little things in others.
—//[[The Book of Tea|Quenchless thirst]]// by Kakuzo Okakura

Mass of the instanton, or //les//, plural masses (none entirely calculable) of the singular ''instanton'': a [[unit]] of [[fractal consciousness]]?


<part Dasein>
//''Dasein''// is a German word which means "being there" or "presence" (German: //da// "there"; //sein// "being") often translated in English with the word "existence".  In my description of [[Les Minst]], I punctuate as da_Sein and translate as "//into// Being" (a living being enters a time and place, in the stream of history.)  The underline denotes the space "between" -- das Zwischen.

Rilke's //Überzähliges Dasein// is read in English as ''supernumerous existence'' – welling up, like a song, in the heart.  See //[[The Duino Elegies]]//.
: Dasein is a fundamental concept in the existential philosophy of Martin Heidegger, who @@color(grey):[in his later writings?]@@ focuses less on the way in which the structures of being are revealed in everyday behavior, and more on the way in which behavior itself depends on a prior "openness to being."  The essence of being human is maintaining this openness.  Heidegger contrasts this openness with the "''will to power''" of the modern human subject, which is one way of forgetting this original openness.

Two recurring themes of Heidegger's later writings are //[[poetry]] and [[technology|Evocative Technology]]//.
Heidegger sees poetry and technology as two contrasting ways of "revealing."

Another German philosopher [[Walter Benjamin]] wrote: "The most essential contents of existence [//wesentlichsten lnhalte des Daseins//] are imprinted [//auszuprägen//] ''upon the world of things'', and without this imprint [//Ausprägung//] these contents could not be realized" … and that "We penetrate the mystery only to the degree that we recognize it in the everyday world."
//''A Syntopicon: An Index to The Great Ideas''//
(1952) A two-volume index, published as volumes 2 and 3 of Encyclopaedia Britannica’s collection Great Books of the Western World. Compiled by Mortimer Adler, an American philosopher, under the guidance of Robert Hutchins, president of the University of Chicago, the volumes were billed as a collection of the 102 great ideas of the western canon.

The //Syntopicon// can serve as a reference book, as a book to be read, as an “instrument of liberal education,” and as “an instrument of discovery and research.”  Above all, however, the //Syntopicon// was created to unite the western world’s canon. It was created to solve what Adler saw as a fundamental problem, that “different authors say the same thing in different ways, or use the same words to say quite different things.”

In a succeeding book, Adler expressed his regret that the civil rights concept of Equality had not been selected. He attempted to rectify the omission with //Six Great Ideas: ''~Truth-Goodness-Beauty-Liberty-Equality-Justice''// (1981).

The list of 102 ideas is broken between the two volumes, as follows:

Volume I: Angel, Animal, Aristocracy, Art, Astronomy, Beauty, Being, Cause, Chance, Change, Citizen, Constitution, Courage, Custom and Convention, Definition, Democracy, Desire, Dialectic, Duty, Education, Element, Emotion, Eternity, Evolution, Experience, Family, Fate, Form, God, Good and Evil, Government, Habit, Happiness, History, Honor, Hypothesis, Idea, Immortality, Induction, Infinity, Judgment, Justice, Knowledge, Labor, Language, Law, Liberty, Life and Death, Logic, and Love.

Volume II: Man, Mathematics, Matter, Mechanics, Medicine, Memory and Imagination, Metaphysics, Mind, Monarchy, Nature, Necessity and Contingency, Oligarchy, One and Many, Opinion, Opposition, Philosophy, Physics, Pleasure and Pain, Poetry, Principle, Progress, Prophecy, Prudence, Punishment, Quality, Quantity, Reasoning, Relation, Religion, Revolution, Rhetoric, Same and Other, Science, Sense, Sign and Symbol, Sin, Slavery, Soul, Space, State, Temperance, Theology, Time, Truth, Tyranny and Despotism, Universal and Particular, Virtue and Vice, War and Peace, Wealth, Will, Wisdom, and World.
[Aron's birth was expected, but his gender not yet known, so he was not named in this letter but was still addressed.]

Beloved children Maya and – –

I, A.J.M., aim to articulate my thoughts about the world and how we live in it.

All I see is part of me.  All of it, which is also of you, and her, and him, and that tree or rock.

What can we know? We can know events that happened. We can know things that are happening now, some out of sight. We can know how something works, now or in different conditions, and to an extent, why events past and present occurred.  We can make some attempt at predicting future events based on our prior experience. We can learn the names by which things, entities, and people are called.

With all this knowledge together, we can assemble a narrative about the world – //where, when, // and //who// was involved, //what // happened, //why // and //how?//  These are the basic questions of 'reporting' the truth.

//[breaking into fragments…]

Whatever reality we live in is primary.

There is story, there is fact, there is conjecture. Reason – tool of the mind, reason for living?

Measures of successful reality or knowledge? Does it work for us? There is an expected amount of agreement with ongoing observations and with other people's knowledge. Does it match?//
//First, something playful --//
!Let’s Make an X

Two streams cross in play
One a man released the dam
One his son just tamed.
!~Long-Lost Cousin
A tree grows between
blue industrial bunkers;
busy-ness disowned.

//Down deep, at the molecular heart of life,// +++[the trees and we]
are essentially identical. We both use nucleic acids for heredity; we both use proteins as enzymes to control the chemistry of our cells.  Most significantly, we both use precisely the same code book for translating nucleic acid information into protein information, as do virtually all the other creatures on the planet… All of us -- [[trees|tree]] and people, angler fish and slime molds and paramecia -- descended from a single and common instance of the origin of life in the early history of our planet.
&nbsp;&nbsp;– Carl [[Sagan]] in //Cosmos//

!Luctor Emergo

From songs and dreams
of [[The Magical Other]],
we struggle to emerge.

[[The Harpy]] and [[Centaur]] are each described by a HapaxHaiku.  So too is my [[genealogy]] endeavor.

FractalPoiesis opens with a sequence of three haiku.
Whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away.  For we know in part and we prophesy in part.  But when that which is perfect has come, then that which is in part will be done away.

When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. //<part precis>For now we see in a glass, darkly, but then face to face.  Now I know in part, but then shall I know just as I am also known.</part>//

And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.

From Paul's first epistle to the Corinthians, verse 13, transcribed here March 29, 2014.
//Living by vow, silently sitting
[[Sixty-three years|Obituary]]
Plum blossoms begin to bloom
The jeweled mirror reflects truth as it is.//
&nbsp;&nbsp;—Dainin Katagiri Roshi, written a few weeks before his death

@@display:block;width:33em;border: 0px solid;padding: 8px;[img[Self Vow Ring|][]]
//A ring discovered in La Ramée on March 26, 2016, which
I wear on my right hand to signify the [[vows to myself|2016-03-29]].//@@}}}
Remember the vows which undergird my life: as a Husband, Father, __[[Friend and Frère|Friar's Journeybook/Vows]]__.

Now I make a promise to ''me'':
: @@font-size:133%;font-family: serif; Today I keep myself healthy and whole; without fear, [[awake my soul]].@@
: @@font-size:133%;font-family: serif; Open [[Thou|prayer]] my life.  Guide my heart through doors where I dared not go.@@

From //[[The Vow-Powered Life|]]// by Jan Chozen Bays:
"Vows are the forces that weave together the fabric of your life and all of life. Without vows, without purposeful action, life would cease to exist.  Vows are not a mysterious rare, or arcane activity.  Look around — vows are everywhere.  They manifest as the book in your hands, the food you eat, the chair you are sitting on, the shelter over your head… Without vows, innovation and progress would not occur — there would have been no spearheads chipped from obsidian, no written languages…"
To that I would add the bonds of family, marriage, parenthood, profession, community, and "having your friend's back" …
[[Quoting|]] further from this book:
When you begin to look at life through the lens of vows, you are touched by the dedication of human beings to not only form an aspiration to //grow, change, and overcome obstacles//, but also by their unselfish efforts to dedicate themselves to //a larger beneficial purpose//, even to an end they will not live to see manifest.  Is this not the highest form of a unique human ability — the ability to form and carry out a vow?

Zen masters often speak of the vows that are the fuel of their lives.

//Endless is my vow
under the azure sky
boundless autumn.//
—Soen Roshi

…I purposely use the word //vows// instead of its synonyms.  //Promises// are too easily broken.  //Intentions// may be good but are too easily deflected.  //Oath// has a medieval military flavor.  Psychologists use the terms //goal// and //strivings// in the growing body of research that links a clear set of vows, particularly vows with a spiritual basis, with physical and emotional health and increased satisfaction in life…

The words //vision// and //mission// are relevant.  //Deep life purpose// comes even closer.  My husband, Hogen, coined the term //''heart's deepest aspiration''//, which is the closest to a definition for //vow// as we use it.
"The word //vow// represents a bundle of energy purposely formed, aimed, and propelled through time."

And so I aim my life.  From the starting point of these vows, I am living my way into the question (and answers) //What will I bring to being?//

See the elaboration in my journal entries, beginning on Tuesday, [[2016-03-29]].
@@Please do not modify this tiddler; it was created automatically upon space creation.@@

As leaf with tree, I long to be
With you. A twig connection
If no other, would satisfy.

Sap from your trunk to vivify
My tissues; my one election:
On food you give to have satiety.

Will leaf turn dry and dead? My
Deep need to pale affection
Fade? Will snail transform to tree?

If leaf dies, Spring will mystify
The Winter. No death for tree:
Leaf adorned, ’twill live in ev’ry


//Discovered via [[BrainPickings|]]//

I used the phrase "vivify my tissues" in one of my HapaxHaiku -- ''kisses flowingin''
Behold, inner man, your inner woman!
… With this "[[Turning]]," which //is// one,
Wresting to attain that being "as yet never loved,"
one and the same in a thousand different guises.

//Behold this life all around us.//
“I was seeing what Adam had seen on the morning of his creation — the miracle, moment by moment, of naked existence.”
-- from //The Doors of Perception// by Aldous Huxley (1954)
(quoted in the treatise "Why I am not a [[pantheist]]")
The [[Latin words|]] "Ecce Homo" were used by Pontius Pilate in the Vulgate translation of John 19:5, when he presented a scourged Jesus Christ, crowned with thorns, to a mocking crowd shortly before his Crucifixion.

//Ecce Homo: A Survey of the Life & Work of Jesus Christ//
by [[John Robert Seeley|]] (1866)

//Idou o anthropos// by [[Andreas Laskarotos|]] (1886)

//Ecce Homo: How One Becomes What One Is// (1908)
(German: //Wie man wird, was man ist//) by [[Friedrich Nietzsche|]]
: "I contradict as no one has contradicted hitherto, and am nevertheless the reverse of a negative spirit.  I am the harbinger of joy."
"Despite all the overlays, and re-framings, re-presentations, and mediations that may accompany an image, the act of beholding is a kind of miraculous space- and +++[time-travel.]
… And a beholder would not, I suggest, merely //see// these things; he would //be held// by them in a certain stillness, even paralysis.  And this, I think, is the heart of beholding, as distinct from observing, witnessing, viewing, watching, even reading or interpreting the image.  The act of beholding may include all these activities, but it incorporates them into a more complex process that combines fascination (literally, a "binding") with a certain distance or detachment.  The etymology of "behold" suggests as much in its emphasis on the tactile, manual activities of //holding// it its Old and Middle English origins.  "The application to watching, looking, is confined to English," notes the OED.

The beholder is the //embodied// spectator, but not, perhaps, simply immersed in the spectacle, carried along by it (as in cinema), but //holding// the image at arm's length so as to contemplate it, and allow its impression to be retained, to //be held// in memory.

… [[Walter Benjamin]] intuited as much when he contrasted the viewer of painting as a contemplative observer, in contrast to the "distracted" film spectator."

-- from //[[Beholding Violence|]] in Medieval and Early Modern Europe//, Foreword by [[W.J.T. Mitchell|]]


[[Behold]]!  //Look, listen, meet me!//
Practice now, not in lofty sentiments [like my [[Dektassera|Dekatessera Commentary]]] ''chanted'' by a few of this fortunate society, sought in the ideal, and ever in the distance. //Begin today.//
!Ghosts That We Knew
Mumford & Sons

You saw my pain, washed out in the rain
And broken glass, saw the blood run from my veins
But you saw no fault, no cracks in my heart
And you knelt beside, my hope torn apart
But the ghosts that we knew will flicker from view
And we'll live a long life

So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light
Cause oh they gave me such a fright
But I will hold as long as you like
Just promise me we'll be all right

So lead me back
Turn south from that place
And close my eyes to //''my recent disgrace''//
Cause you know my call
And we'll share my all
And //''our children come and they will hear me roar''//

So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light
Cause oh they gave me such a fright
But I will hold as long as you like
Just promise me we'll be all right

But hold me still, bury my heart on the coals
And hold me still, //bury my heart next to yours//

So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light
Cause oh they gave me such a fright
But //I will hold on with all of my might//
Just promise me we'll be all right

The ghosts that we knew made us black and all blue
But we'll live a long life
And the ghosts that we knew will flicker from view
//And we'll live a long life//
There are a lot of interesting people using ~TiddlySpace that you might like to keep track of and interact with. There are a number of ways of doing this.

If you see a number in the speech bubble in one of your tiddlers, it means that someone is writing about the same thing as you. You can find out what they're saying by clicking on it. Likewise, if you see something interesting in someone else's space, you can respond to it and write up your own thoughts on the subject by clicking "Reply to this tiddler".

Additionally, if you find anyone interesting, or you find an interesting looking space and you'd like to know when it's changed, you can "follow" that space. To do this, simply create a tiddler with the title: {{{@space-name}}} and tag it {{{follow}}}. If you want, you can store some notes about that space in the body of the tiddler.

If you then want to know what happening, simply [[include|How do I include/exclude spaces?]]@docs the @tivity space and then visit your activity stream at [[/activity|/activity]], or just visit the @tapas space directly.

!Not sure who to follow?
Here's a few suggestions:
* @fnd
* @cdent
* @pmario
* @bengillies
* @dickon
"An adequate life . . . might be described as a life which has grasped intuitively the nature of all things, and has seen and refocused itself to this whole. An inadequate life is one that lacks this adjustment to the whole nature of things—hence its twisted perspective, its partiality, its confusion."
Douglas V. Steere, describing the life of Thomas R. Kelly, in A Testament of Devotion.

Organizing structure of [[this wiki web]] using hyperlinks, tags, transclusion, source citations, and other devices: 

*Bidirectional links between the [[basic units|unit]] of the wiki
**Selecting or tapping a blue hyperlink summons additional stories or pieces of media to flow into a growing, "scrollable" column called the story river.
**Selecting the ''references'' of the current node travel back to other nodes which link to it.
*Categorizing [[tags|MyTags]] -- including biographical sketches of people who have been <<tag influences>> on my thought and development -- and topical genres such as poetry, technology, music, philosophy, or Buddhism.
**Recent entries tagged <<tag post>> load upon visiting the main web address
**This initial view can be restored by clicking the ''<<tiddler riverflowsforth with: "home">>'' link.

<part precis>
Some written pieces are defined in smaller sections or parts, for reuse and reference elsewhere in the wiki. I use the term //[[précis]]// (meaning a summary or abstract) to identify the 'key idea' of a wiki node.
*To see an example //précis// of a recurring topic in this wiki, see [[religious experience]] -- listing and linking many wiki nodes that contain the word roots "religio" or "divin".

<part jcj-spine>
I vaguely remember John Chris Jones referring to the "[[spine|]]" of his text (25 email letters) in //[[The Internet and Everyone|i+e]]//; check the paperbound book for details.  I think my summarization by précis has a similar intent.
:A certain type of "found poetry" is another way to summarize longer texts lyrically or imaginatively, such as SavedBy22.
See my out-of-date [[Source List]], which was a format I envisioned for the entire wiki.  The link formatting and numbering scheme was tedious to maintain while I was making fast, spontaneous connections.

''re:muse'' has benefited from the work of other Wiki developers, including
*[[Jeremy Ruston]], the creator of ~TiddlyWiki, and through his company [[Osmosoft]] (purchased by BT / British Telecom), he created [[TiddlySpace|]]
*[[Chris Dent]] the creator of [[Tank]] and a principal architect of [[TiddlyWeb|]]
*[[Tobias Beer|]] who created the visual theme I use
*[[Udo Borkowski|]] who created PartTiddlerPlugin
*Simon Baird of [[Tiddlyspot|]]
<part EricShulman>
*I am grateful to [[Eric Shulman|]] of ~TiddlyTools for assistance he provided enhancing this wiki, including four wiki plugins I often use:
**NestedSlidersPlugin, SearchOptionsPlugin
**StorySaverPlugin, and ImageSizePlugin
**I encourage other ~TiddlyWiki users to contribute to Eric's "[[tip jar|]]."

See the SearchWiki tool to locate assigned tags, images, external links, and other information types (more sophisticated searches are possible than I have attempted.)
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@@color:purple;"Purple Numbers"@@ and PurpleWiki -- allowing a reader/writer to address by each paragraph of hypertext -- seems worth exploring for use in this wiki.
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He had an olive complexion and a strong brow line, visible just below a grey stocking hat.  He was clean shaven and dressed nicely but casual. He appeared to be in his thirties.

There was a moment of recognition, a nice smile and //“Hi.”//

This time, I noticed a plum-colored tie tucked into his sweater (a classy look, I thought.) He was even more handsome close up. He had big brown eyes. His gaze struck me as intelligent; highly perceptive but not intimidating.

Somewhere in those first couple minutes, Barry said, “I could tell you are at a higher level of cognition than those friends of yours.” He wasn’t being a snob, but his word choice told me something about his cognition level.

He had full lips which I found very seductive, and I had to resist staring at them.  (They reminded me of Manny's.)  I wanted him to kiss me.

Somehow, the subject of our birthdays came up. He took a guess at mine and got within ten days. He knowingly remarked that I’m near the cusp of Libra. Ah, so he has some level of interest in astrology. He told me his birthday — a day after my Dad’s — making them both Scorpios. So I shared that I’m a Scorpio Moon, and I wasn’t entirely surprised when this fact registered with him. He answered that his moon is in Sagittarius. (A fire sign ruling the emotions; not surprising that he drew my attention.)  Now we both recognized a common sphere of interests.

Barry knew a lot of music, having spent some time as a DJ. “What else do you listen to?” he asked.

The first name that came to me was U2. Did I mention Enya? Sarah ~McLachlan? I was trying to converse through a haze of alcohol, and can’t remember half of my replies. I did say, “You probably haven’t heard of the Celtic harpist Joanna Newsom.” Nobody I talk to seems to know her. But surprise, Barry had heard Joanna sing and play the harp!

Her [[lyrics|On a Good Day]] stirred in my mind:
//“Our nature does not change by will / In the Winter ‘round the ruined mill /
The creek is lying flat and still / It is water though it’s frozen ...”//

He asked where I went to school. I described the scattered fragments of my twenties, how my original plan to be a teacher had been discarded, and I’ve worked at my present company for more than a decade. He told me about his schooling, his Master’s degree recently earned, some of his aspirations. He owns a business. He has a vision.

He asked if I smoked herb. No, I never have in my life.  We have both taken //salvia divinorum//, and we compared our experiences. He smoked it, while I used a tincture to go on a half-dozen vision trips of increasing intensity, more than seven years ago. Not long after my second vial of Sage Goddess Emerald Essence ran out, salvia was outlawed where I live.

We both recalled the sense of our chest sinking while on the drug. The center of my chest became an anchor as I fell out of all familiar space and identity. “It’s the closest to ego dissolution I ever came,” I told him.


His answer was stretched out in many words, now jumbled in my memory:

“I can heal or destroy someone ...” //(You would heal me, I’m sure!)//
“I can see into a person’s soul ...”
So I asked, “What do you see in mine?”

I can’t remember his complete reply. It was something to the effect of “You will go far” or “You will do great things,” then after a pause, he added “//as a teacher.//” I’m sure that I had a muted wince on my face by now.

“I’m an electron,” Barry said. I wonder if he saw the recognition in my eyes. Here was a man who thought in the same language as me — I knew that he meant a free radical, metaphorically speaking: //“an atom or group of atoms (typically highly reactive and short-lived) having an unpaired valence electron.”//  That’s the textbook definition.  Our two electron shells had brushed, and one free radical creates another.

“At low or moderate levels, free radicals exert beneficial effects on cellular responses and immune function, and can act as weapons for the host defense system.”  ''Heal or destroy.''

So Barry is a free radical Scorpio. I can relate.
<part Scorpio>

The words of the astrologer [[Sean Abreu|]] well describe my internal self, hidden from the world — as the moon passed through the constellation Scorpius on the day of my birth:
“The instinctual impulses of Scorpio energy are purely emotional, working like radar, pulsating emotional charges into a room, an environment, a relationship, and into sex... Scorpio energy wants to dive deeply into relationships of all types.  This energy tends to become intensely focused on the other person... Scorpio motives embody the desire to consume oneself, to destroy oneself, to tear down the emotional structures that no longer spur growth... Scorpio is a burdened, billowing, and turbid ocean.”
</part>I forced out the words, “I will be honest, I’m very attracted to you. None of your warnings matter; I’m following my intuition.”

Barry said, “I’m attracted to you too, as a human being.”  //(Implied: not as a sexual partner.)//

I shook my head and looked downward. “But what we want doesn’t align.”
“Look at me,” Barry said. There was caring in his eyes. He said that I needed to “transcend” this, the carnal drive. //Transcend? I want to be [[engulfed|how much the body can do]] in it.//

The last word he said to me was //“Peace.”//

I watched him go, then turned around and walked down an empty corridor.
I was biting my lower lip as I went.
As soon as the door of my room closed behind me, I laid down on the bed and cried. //I cried.//

He was attracted to me in some sense, but he rebuffed me.

I wish that I knew how to make friendships with men and not sexualize them. For me, that is the danger of the male crush — the thing to transcend, as Barry said. If I could, I would change one thing about our parting in the hotel lobby. At his final benediction of “Peace”, I would ask “Can I give you a hug?”

Back at work today, my eyes drift to the word “''TRUTH''” tacked to my bulletin board, next to me at eye level. I am still searching for the truth of my own identity and longings.
//Pope Francis addressing the Holy See Diplomatic Corps the 22 March, 2013//

But there is another form of poverty! It is the spiritual poverty of our time, which afflicts the so-called richer countries particularly seriously. It is what my much-loved predecessor, Benedict XVI, called the “tyranny of relativism”, which makes everyone his own criterion and endangers the coexistence of peoples. And that brings me to a second reason for my name. Francis of Assisi tells us we should work to build peace. But there is no true peace without truth! There cannot be true peace if everyone is his own criterion, if everyone can always claim exclusively his own rights, without at the same time caring for the good of others, of everyone, on the basis of the nature that unites every human being on this earth.

One of the titles of the Bishop of Rome is Pontiff, that is, a builder of bridges with God and between people. My wish is that the dialogue between us should help to build bridges connecting all people, in such a way that everyone can see in the other not an enemy, not a rival, but a brother or sister to be welcomed and embraced! My own origins impel me to work for the building of bridges. As you know, my family is of Italian origin; and so this dialogue between places and cultures a great distance apart matters greatly to me, this dialogue between one end of the world and the other, which today are growing ever closer, more interdependent, more in need of opportunities to meet and to create real spaces of authentic fraternity.

In this work, the role of religion is fundamental. It is not possible to build bridges between people while forgetting God. But the converse is also true: it is not possible to establish true links with God, while ignoring other people. Hence it is important to intensify dialogue among the various religions, and I am thinking particularly of dialogue with Islam. At the Mass marking the beginning of my ministry, I greatly appreciated the presence of so many civil and religious leaders from the Islamic world. And it is also important to intensify outreach to non-believers, so that the differences which divide and hurt us may never prevail, but rather the desire to build true links of friendship between all peoples, despite their diversity.

Fighting poverty, both material and spiritual, building peace and constructing bridges: these, as it were, are the reference points for a journey that I want to invite each of the countries here represented to take up. But it is a difficult journey, if we do not learn to grow in love for this world of ours. Here too, it helps me to think of the name of Francis, who teaches us profound respect for the whole of creation and the protection of our environment, which all too often, instead of using for the good, we exploit greedily, to one another’s detriment.

The Lord has redeemed all of us, all of us, with the Blood of Christ: all of us, not just Catholics. Everyone! "Father, the atheists?" Even the atheists. Everyone! And this Blood makes us children of God of the first class! We are created children in the likeness of God and the Blood of Christ has redeemed us all! And we all have a duty to do good. And this commandment for everyone to do good, I think, is a beautiful path towards peace. If we, each doing our own part, if we do good to others, if we meet there, doing good, and we go slowly, gently, little by little, we will make that culture of encounter: we need that so much. We must meet one another doing good. "But I don’t believe, Father, I am an atheist!" But do good: we will meet one another there.

-- As quoted in "Pope at Mass: Culture of encounter is the foundation of peace" at //[[Vatican Radio|]]// (22 May 2013)

When the conclave elected me Pope, before I accepted I asked if I could spend a few minutes in the room next to the one with the balcony overlooking the square. My head was completely empty and I was seized by a great anxiety. To make it go way and relax I closed my eyes and made every thought disappear, even the thought of refusing to accept the position, as the liturgical procedure allows. I closed my eyes and I no longer had any anxiety or emotion. At a certain point I was filled with a great light. It lasted a moment, but to me it seemed very long. Then the light faded, I got up suddenly and walked into the room where the cardinals were waiting and the table on which was the act of acceptance. I signed it, the Cardinal Camerlengo countersigned it and then on the balcony there was the '"Habemus Papam".
Walter Benjamin (1892-1940) was a German literary critic, philosopher, social critic, translator, radio broadcaster and essayist. Among Benjamin's major works as a literary critic are essays on Goethe's novel //Elective Affinities//; the work of Franz Kafka and Karl Kraus; translation theory; the work of Marcel Proust and perhaps most significantly, the poetry of Charles Baudelaire.  He also made major translations into German of the //Tableaux Parisiens// section of Baudelaire's //Les Fleurs du mal// and parts of Proust's //À la recherche du temps perdu.//

"The difficulty of Benjamin's writing style is essential to his philosophical project.  Fascinated by notions of reference and constellation, his goal in later works was to use intertexts to reveal aspects of the past that cannot, and should not, be understood within greater, monolithic constructs of historical understanding."

His turn to Marxism in the 1930s was partly due to the influence of Bertolt Brecht, whose critical aesthetics developed epic theatre and its //Verfremdungseffekt// (defamiliarization, estrangement).
<part commodity>
In Marx it is never a question whether what he calls the "mystical" or "enigmatic [//rätselhafte//] character" of the commodity "arises [//entspringt//]" from its ''use-value'' or its ''exchange-value'': "Clearly," writes Marx, "it arises from the form itself."
An earlier influence was friend Gershom Scholem, founder of the academic study of the Kabbalah and of Jewish mysticism.

Influenced by the Swiss anthropologist Johann Jakob Bachofen (1815-87), Benjamin coined the term "auratic perception", denoting the aesthetic faculty by means of which civilization may recover an appreciation of myth.
What is aura actually? A strange weave of space and time: the unique appearance or semblance of distance, no matter how close it may be.
Benjamin's work is often cited in academic and literary studies, especially the essays "The Task of the Translator" (1923) and //The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction// (1936).

From "Walter Benjamin's Chthonian Revolution"
by Ned Lukacher -- published in //boundary 2//, Vol. 11, No. 1/2, Engagements: Postmodernism, Marxism, Politics. (Autumn, 1982 - Winter, 1983), pp. 41-57.
From Marx, [Walter] Benjamin learned that the present's relation to the past is one of limited but awesome possibilities.  The present moves in and out of phase in relation to the past in much the same way the Earth moves in and out of phase with other heavenly bodies. Benjamin's discovery of Blanqui's //L'eternite par les astres// was a major event. Historical materialism, through its motive force, the dialectical image, seeks a "specific and unique engagement with the past." So much like Marx in his archival, archeological research method, Benjamin realized that ''the most tenuous strands of historical knowledge can be powerful enough to save the present from disaster'' in a moment of danger and thus open the present to the future. Like atomic radiation, cultural artifacts had an 'after-life' for Benjamin, and their retrieval was, for him, a political act that could become a revolutionary gesture. The ''dialectic of the image'' consists not only in its replacement within its historical setting, not only in the unveiling of the material matrix from which consciousness itself is produced, but in the mutual appropriation of past and present in a double gesture that at once ''preserves the traces of an ephemeral and endangered past'' and creates the revolutionary capacity of the present to become Marx's "''poetry of the future''."

Benjamin calls this new alignment of past, present, and future a "constellation," and he repeatedly warns that it can be a very destructive and catastrophic revelation. In her important essay "Walter Benjamin -- Revolutionary Writer," Susan ~Buck-Morss cites a published fragment that is closely related to the //Passagenarbeit// manuscript, that describes the logic of the "constellation": //"it is not that the past throws light on the present, or the present on the past, but the ''[dialectical] image is that wherein the past comes together with the present in a constellation''."//
Benjamin's essay on //Elective Affinities//, like so much of his work, is an effort to decipher both personal experience and cultural artifact through a philosophy of history founded on the concept of revolutionary chthonianism. His Goethe essay was written during a period of estrangement from his wife, and of infatuation with Jula Cohn, to whom this essay is dedicated. This was also the period of Benjamin's discovery of the work of Bachofen, Klages, and Bernoulli.  Indeed, in this essay Benjamin first develops his theory of the chthonian "imprint."  Benjamin chose //Elective Affinities// because the art of Goethe's novel bears the "imprint" (//Ausprägung//) of the "thingness" (//Sachgehalt//) of the life of Goethe's time in the most rigorous and unanticipated way.
[Benjamin wrote:]  "No period was more alien [than that of the time of Goethe] to the idea that the most essential contents of existence [//wesentlichsten lnhalte des [[Dasein|Les Minst/Dasein]]s//] were imprinted [//auszuprägen//] upon the world of things, and that without this imprint [//Ausprägung//] these contents could not be realized."

[In a separate piece he wrote:]  "For histrionic or fanatical stress on the mysterious side of the mysterious takes us no further; we penetrate the mystery only to the degree that we recognize it in the everyday world, by virtue of the dialectical optic that perceives ''the everyday as impenetrable, the impenetrable as everyday.''"
!Strange Boy
by [[Noah Grey|]]

the hush
of the leaf-licked light
finds his skin

at the woodside — 
he himself is elsewhere, in the music,
in the waiting

for something
that needs no name to be
as real and as clear and as clean

as the ghost
that holds him near; his footsteps
fall on the earth

with a kind of sigh — 
there is a strange light
in this place today,

a strangeness in his eyes
seeing something never so far away — 
it is a strange thing,

this strange
and painful goodness
of being alive.

//December 19, 2003//


//Also see [[Words As A Body]]//
From 'A Coney Island of the Mind' (1958)
Number 20

by Lawrence Ferlinghetti


  The pennycandystore beyond the El
  is where I first
                  fell in love
                              with unreality
  Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom
  of that september afternoon
  A cat upon the counter moved among
                            the licorice sticks
                 and tootsie rolls
         and Oh Boy Gum

  Outside the leaves were falling as they died

  A wind had blown away the sun

  A girl ran in 
  Her hair was rainy
  Her breasts were breathless in the little room

  Outside the leaves were falling
                       and they cried
                                    Too soon!  too soon!

''[[Fractal]] Theory of Consciousness''

''Synchronicity, [[Collective Unconscious|Jung]], and the 'Paranormal'''
* Explained by way of analogy:
** Constant movement of earth (geophysical / seismological) :: human nocturnal dreams
** Geological fault lines :: the psychologically troubled :: boundary points or limits within 'The Fractal'
* Only consciousness can be 'cursed', not houses, objects, or words.  The phenomena of ghosts or past-life memories are manifested in certain people, or regions of the fractal consciousness.
** ''Curses go extinct when a biological line or family pattern ends'';
** but the [[curse]] may have a 'correspondance'.
* 'Past-life incarnations' and 'doppelgangers' are [[correspondances]] across the Fractal’s symmetric regions.  Occasionally they co-exist in living bodies, but more often as potential, a similar consciousness forward or backward in time, and sometimes in a 'world that might be.'
* Souls on the fractal boundaries (or 'fault lines' ) will at times experience its [[quaking|Mandelbrot Quakes]], and are more likely to connect with 'other / mirror souls' in stories, dreams, art, or hallucinations.
* Philosophy of Cyd Ropp which I discovered after penning the basics of my theory:
** [[simple-fractal-model-of-conscious-universe|]]
** [[simple-explanation-of-past-life|]]

''Fractal Properties''
* Fine, detailed structure at arbitrary scales
* Consciousness as one of its //emergent properties//
* Irregularity that is not easily described in traditional geometric or scientific language
* //"Smoothly piling up surfaces" and "swirls upon swirls"//
* Multifractal scaling is characterized by more than one fractal dimension or scaling rule: a system in which a single exponent (the fractal dimension) is not enough to describe its dynamics.
* Fractal complexity may not always be resolvable into easily ''grasped [[units|unit]]'' of detail and scale…" (from [[Wikipedia|]].) The [[possibility space]] in which they propagate is vast and interconnected, possessing //holism// (an overused term) and distinct parts…
* Multifractal systems are common in nature, especially ''geophysics''.
* An attractor is a set of physical properties toward which a system tends to evolve, regardless of the starting conditions of the system. Property values that get close enough to the attractor values remain close even if slightly disturbed.
* An attractor is called ''strange'' if it has a fractal structure … often the case when the dynamics on it are chaotic, but there also exist //strange attractors// which are not chaotic.
!Fractal Poem and Prose

//we are living fractals. everything living is a fractal. everything in the universe is an iteration in a fractal. perhaps this is why mandalas are so appealing.//
—[[Lily|lily]] ~McCulloch

<<tiddler FractalPoiesis>>
<part Eiseley>

[[Eiseley]] wrote in //[[The Invisible Pyramid|]]://
Like hundreds of other little boys of the new century, I was held up in my father’s arms under the cottonwoods of a cold and leafless spring to see the hurtling emissary of the void.  My father told me something then that is one of my earliest and most cherished memories.

“If you live to be an old man,” he said carefully, fixing my eyes on the midnight spectacle, “you will see it again. It will come back in seventy-five years. Remember,” he whispered in my ear, “I will be gone, but you will see it.  All that time it will be travelling in the dark, but somewhere, far out there”—he swept a hand toward the blue horizon of the plains—“it will turn back. It is running glittering through millions of miles.”

I tightened my hold on my father’s neck and stared uncomprehendingly at the heavens.  Once more he spoke against my ear for us two alone.  “Remember, all you have to do is be careful and wait. You will be seventy-eight or seventy-nine years old.  I think you will live to see it—for me,” he whispered a little sadly with the foreknowledge that was part of his nature.{{rjustify{
“Yes, Papa,” I said dutifully, having little or no grasp of seventy-five years or millions of miles on the floorless pathways of space.  Nevertheless I was destined to recall the incident all my life.  It was out of love for a sad man who clung to me as I to him that, young though I was, I remembered.  There are long years still to pass, and already I am breathing like a tired runner, but the voice still sounds in my ears and I know with the sureness of maturity that the great wild satellite has reversed its course and is speeding on its homeward journey toward the sun.

At four I had been fixed with ''the compulsive vertigo of vast distance and even more endless time''.  I had received, through inherited temperament and inclination, a nostalgic admonition to tarry. Besides, I had given what amounted to a desperate promise. “Yes, Papa,” I had said with the generosity of childhood, not knowing the chances that men faced in life. This year, after a visit to my doctor, I had written anxiously to an astronomer friend. “Brad,” I had asked, "where is Halley's comet reported on the homeward track? I know it must have turned the elliptic, but where do you calculate it now, how far—and how long, how long—?”
I have his answer before me. “You're pushing things, old man,” he writes. “Don't expect us to see it yet—you're too young. The orbit is roughly eighteen astronomical units or one billion six hundred and fifty million miles.  It headed back this way probably in 1948.”
Nineteen forty-eight. I grope wearily amidst memories of the Cold War, Korea, the Berlin blockade, spies, the impossible-to-be-kept secrets of the atom.  All that time through the black void the tiny pinpoint of light has been hurrying, hurrying, running faster than I, thousands of miles faster as it curves toward home.  Because of my father and the promise I had made, a kind of personal bond has been projected between me and the comet. I do not think of what it heralded over Hastings in 1066.  I think it is racing sunward so that I can see it stretched once more across the heavens and momently restore the innocence of 1910.

But there is inner time, “personal, private chronometry,” a brain surgeon once told me.  There is also outer time that harries us ruthlessly to our deaths.  Some nights in a dark room, staring at the ceiling, I can see the light like a mote in my eye, like a far-off train headlight glimpsed long ago as a child on the prairies of the West.  The mournful howl of the train whistle echoes in my head and mingles with the night's black spaces.  The voice is that of the comet as I hear it, climbing upward on the arc of space.  At last in the dark I compose myself for sleep. I pull the blanket up to my chin and think of radar ceaselessly sweeping the horizon, and the intercontinental missiles resting in their blast-hardened pits…

We were neither beast nor man. We were only a [[bridge]] transmitting life.  I say we were almost animals and knew little, but this we felt and raged against. There were no words to help us. No one could think of them…

I sigh in my sleep but I cannot hold to the other side of the bridge—the animal side. The comet turns blazing on its far run into space. Slowly I plod once more with the furred ones up the ladder of time. We cross one ice and then another. There is much weeping, too much of memory. It is all to do over again and go on. The white-robed men think well in Athens. I heard a man named Pindar acclaim something that implied we have a likeness to the immortals. “What course after nightfall,” he questioned, “has destiny written that we must run to the end?”
//What course after nightfall?//  I have followed the comet's track returning and returning while our minds and our bodies changed. The comet will appear once more. I will follow it that far.  Then I will no longer be part of the bridge. Perhaps I will be released to go back.  Time and space are my inheritance from my father and the star.  I will climb no further up the ladder of fiery return.  I will go forward only one more rung.  What will await me there is not pleasant, but it is in the star's destiny as well as mine.  I lie awake once more on the dark bed. I feel my heart beating, and wait for the hurrying light.

-- What follows is a different piece, taken from //[[The Lost Notebooks of Loren Eiseley|]]://

Somewhere in my heart a swift invisible needle of light, something that had been running like a hound since that night under the bare boughs of the spring of 1910, quivered, leaped, and shot onward into the roaring dark.  Yes, Pa, I said.

Astronauts with flag, on a desolate planet.  It had all been as barren as Pa's life.  Somewhere in me a comet was swinging on the long ellipse toward home.  I watched them salute the little flag that was no longer popular, on a moon as lonely as my father's heart.

Each generation since the beginning of consciousness has found this place, I thought, before the little blurry set in the living room.  But I was utterly alone.  No waiting son stirred in the room.  I felt again the long turning of that invisible needle hurtling through void space.  I reached over and turned off the [television] set, going to my bed.

My father's last years had been spent waiting alone in the solitude of hotel lobbies in the thousand little towns of the high country.  Now I lay in similar beds in the college towns of the far sixties, waiting alone to speak to university audiences of forgotten things.  I pushed off the light and stared at the ceiling.  There was no light there, no light at all.  But somewhere in the remote darkness I could sense Halley's comet turning on its long ellipse.  Hurry, I half formed the words.  Hurry, or I will not be here.  I did not know why I said it.  Yes, I did.  I wanted to return to that bare world of 1910, held in my father's arms—lay back and vanish.  Pa, I said.  There was no sound from the dark.  I had come to the same place.

I was wrong, I thought—wrong in that lecture about the brain.  The last engine was not the brain, it was the heart.  Somewhere in the void a wild and streaming light was circling in haste toward a vanished tree.  A carlight flashed over the bleak motel ceiling as I lay alone.  I will be there when it comes, I thought with a sudden careful grimness.  That is my world.  Pa, do you hear me?  There was no answer from the dark.  I lay back and tried to sleep; he had done this a thousand things before me.
: {{body{ Eiseley's friend Kenneth Heuer managed to reassemble most of his notebooks into readable form, and added these [[introductory remarks|]]:

"On July 20, 1969, U.S. astronaut Neil A. Armstrong, commander of the //Apollo 11// mission, became the first man to set foot on the moon.  As a perceptive student of man, Loren would have extraordinary insight into the event, and I asked him to write an analysis of the space age… He agreed to to undertake the project, the first humanist account of the rocket century…  Loren's notebooks include brief entries for the work, including the cherished memory of being held up in his father's arms as a small boy and shown Halley's comet.  (Similar memories were recorded by other writers, Eudora Welty for one, who was carried to the window and shown the comet in her //sleep//.)  His father whispered in his ear that if he lived to be an old man, he would see the "star dragon" again, an appointment he anticipated but was not to keep." }}}
Loren [[Eiseley]] died in 1977, two months before his 70th birthday, and Halley's comet returned on February&nbsp;9, 1986.

The writer of Remuse was 3½ years old during the 1986 visit, and has no recollection of the comet.  It will be seven more years, in December 2023, when the comet reaches its most distant point in the elliptic — my equivalent of Eiseley's 1948.
: Also note: Mark Twain was another writer who [[reckoned|]] his life's chronology with the passage of Halley's comet, saying in 1909: "It will be the greatest disappointment of my life if I don't go out with Halley's comet."  Twain was born on November 30, 1835, exactly two weeks after the comet's perihelion, and died on April 21, 1910, the day following the comet's subsequent perihelion.
An electronic tool designed with children and learners in mind, named by Alan [[Kay]] in the paper "A Personal Computer for Children of All Ages".

On the first page of this paper, Kay says the Dynabook may "provide us with a better 'book', one which is active (like the child) rather than passive…with the attention grabbing powers of TV, but controllable __by the child__ rather than the networks.  It can be like a piano: (a product of technology, yes), but one which can be //a tool, a toy, a medium of expression//, a source of unending pleasure and delight … Just as with the book, it brings a new set of horizons and a new set of problems."

I adapted the following core ideas from his collaborator Dan Ingalls:
//an exquisite personal environment…
as immediate and tactile as a sketch pad,
in which you can effortlessly mingle
writing, drawing, painting,
and all the structured leverage
of science, math, and computation…
every aspect of that system
described in itself and equally amenable
to examination and composition…
it extends out over the internet and
live culture – including, leveraging
collaborating @@color:grey;[co- ''labor:'' working together]@@//
[img[Sketch of Dynabook by Alan Kay|][]]

Kay was a principal architect of the Smalltalk programming language, which he imagined as the computer language enabling the Dynabook.  Kay later developed a Smalltalk-based software environment known as Squeak.  The website mentions the Dynabook:
The Dynabook was conceived by Alan Kay as "a portable interactive [[personal computer]], as accessible as a book." The Dynabook would be linked to the internet and offer users a personal [[dynamic media environment|Dynabook Library]]. Dynabook can be viewed as a potential tool that can amplify learning and thinking for children of all ages.

Dan Ingalls [[envisioned|]] that "Our number one commitment is to an exquisite personal computing environment. Imagine a system as immediate and tactile as a sketch pad, in which you can effortlessly mingle writing, drawing, painting, and all the structured leverage of computer science. Moverover, imagine that every aspect of that system is [[described in itself|quine]] and equally amenable to examination and composition. Perhaps {{grem{[most definitely!]}}} this system also extends out over the internet, including and leveraging off the work of others."

In short, a personal computing environment that could be programmed by "the rest of us." ^^[[[14]|]]^^
//See the __<html><a href="javascript:;" onclick="story.closeAllTiddlers
();story.displayTiddlers(null,store.filterTiddlers(store.getTiddlerText('DynabookStream')).map(function(t){return t.title}))" title="See All Stories Saved to DynabookStream">Dynabook Story River</a></html>__ …//
“This, to me, is the ultimately heroic trait of ordinary [[people]]; they say //no// to the tyrant and they calmly take the consequences of this resistance. Their deeds may be small, and almost always unnoticed, unmarked by history. Their names are not remembered, nor did these authentic humans expect their names to be remembered. I see their authenticity in an odd way: not in their willingness to perform great heroic deeds but in their quiet refusals. In essence, they cannot be compelled to be what they are not.”  (Philip K. [[Dick|quiet hero]])

The stakes are high. The lives she narrates were the real lives of real people, and “if we are to do right by these many forgotten lives … we can only do so through the writing of history.” Otherwise, we betray them by making them heroes who would be “immediately lumped in with so many other heroes, whose defining trait is that they were put in motion and controlled by an author’s hand.” (Arlette Farge, [[The Allure of the Archives|archives]])

“… The world is full of trickery, but let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.” (Max Ehrmann, [[Desiderata]])

My hero in the computer science field is Alan Kay.  ([[2007-01-08]])

As a symbol, the [[Emperor]] //“can indicate a specific person who holds great power, either objective or emotional over the subject. This is very often the father,”// … but also a few heroes of my society looming in my psyche, such as Steve [[Jobs]], a reported megalomaniac.

“A wild bull of a man, unvanquished leader, hero in the front lines, beloved by his soldiers — //fortress// they called him, //protector of the people, raging flood that destroys all defenses —//” ([[Gilgamesh|the great man sees]])

From Hermann Hesse's //[[Glass Bead Game]]//:
With a small sigh the Magister ceased pacing the room. "That is what happened to me, and to this day I am still a little ashamed to talk about it. But the fact is, Joseph, that the more we demand of ourselves, or the more our task at any given time demands of us, the more dependent we are on meditation as a wellspring of energy, as the ever-renewing concord of mind and soul. And…the more intensively a task requires our energies, arousing and exalting us at one time, tiring and depressing us at another, the more easily we may come to neglect this wellspring, just as when we are carried away by some intellectual work we easily forget to attend to the body.

The really great men in the history of the world have all either known how to meditate or have unconsciously found their way to the place to which meditation leads us. Even the most vigorous and gifted among the others all failed and were defeated in the end because their task or their ambitious dream seized hold of them, made them into persons so possessed that they lost the capacity for liberating themselves from present things, and attaining perspective."

… Joseph Knecht employed his freedom for study in the strangest and most idiosyncratic fashion, one that revealed an astonishing youthful genius …

Knecht quoted Father Jacobus as saying: "Great men are to youth like the raisins in the cake of world history. They are also part of its actual substance, of course, and it is not so simple and easy as might be thought to distinguish the really great men from the pseudo-greats…"

The President of the Order addressed Knecht: "I was somewhat taken aback at the time by your capacity for this kind of experience; it is rather rare among us, whereas in the world outside it occurs in so many varied forms: sometimes in the [[genius]], especially in statesmen and generals, but also in feeble, semi-pathological, and on the whole rather meagerly gifted persons such as clairvoyants, telepaths, and mediums. {{grem{[Elsewhere, Hesse's Castalian Order remarked upon the many so-called "geniuses" who ended in madness or suicide.]}}}  You seemed to me to have no kinship at all with these two types, the aggressive heroes or the clairvoyants and diviners. Rather you seemed to me then, and until yesterday, to be a good Castalian, prudent, clearheaded, obedient. I thought it completely out of the question that you should ever be the victim of mysterious voices, whether of divine or diabolic origin, or even voices from within your own self."
From Rainer Maria Rilke's poem [[Turning]], written 100 years ago this month:

Gazing how long?
How long inwardly lacking,
imploring deep down in his glance?
When he, whose vocation was Waiting, sat far from home…
and later from the tormenting bed, again:
there was counsel in the air,
beyond grasping there was counsel
over his still feelable heart,
over his heart which through the buried-alive body
could nevertheless be felt…
''it did not have love.''
For the act of gazing sets limits.
And the world gazed at more deeply
wants to flourish in love. {{grem{
:There is a design, an [[alignment to cry|design, alignment & cry]] / Of my heart to see / The beauty of love as it was made to be
}}}Work of the eyes is done,
''begin heartwork now''
on those images in you, those captive ones;
for you conquered them: but even now you don't know them.
Behold, inner man, ''your inner woman!''
she who was won
from a thousand natures,
the merely attained,
not yet loved creation.{{grem{
:Love not only [[Carmen]] as my feminine mirror and muse, but love my own essence that is a harmony of two halves, male and female united.

From Vladimir Nabokov's work //[[Pale Fire|Nabokov/PaleFire]]//:

I mused as I drove homeward: take the hint,
And stop investigating my abyss?
But all at once it dawned on me that //this//
Was the real point, the contrapuntal theme;
Just this: not text, but texture; not the [[dream]]
But topsy-turvical ''coincidence'',
Not flimsy nonsense, but a ''web of sense''.
Yes! It sufficed that I in life could find
Some kind of link-and-bobolink, some kind
Of correlated pattern in the [[game|Glass Bead Game]],
Plexed artistry, and something of the same …

Now I shall spy on beauty as none has
Spied on it yet. Now I shall cry out as
None has cried out. Now I shall try what none
Has tried. Now I shall do what none has done.
Speaking of this wonderful machine@@color:grey;-land (Oz)@@

… Is the process deeper with no desk
To prop the false and hoist the poetesque?
For there are those mysterious moments when
Too weary to delete, I drop my pen;
I ambulate—and by some mute command
The right word flutes and perches on my hand …
A feeling of fantastically planned,
Richly rhymed life.

… Miracle of the [[lemniscate]] left
by a child's nonchalantly deft
bicycle tires upon wet sand …
I feel now I understand
Existence, or at least a minute part
Of my existence, only through my [[art]],
In terms of combinatorial delight;
And if my private universe scans right,
So does the verse of galaxies ''divine''

{{grem{[struggling to end in the confines of his rhyme]}}}

!Love Letters
*Between parents and children
** [[Walk in the Sun, Child]]
*Between romantic partners
*Between brothers, sisters, other family, or friends
*Long-term relationships that began online
*Relationships separated by distance
!"You got through to me"
messages that changed your heart or mind
* [[the obliterated place]]
!Goodbyes, endings, and difficult or momentous changes
messages which "end a chapter" or "turn a page" in one's life

To what aim?  I don't yet know.  Perhaps only to knit them together in wikiverse … a gathering space of human lives and conversations; paradoxical relationships which create and shatter language.
://written word artifacts [[gathered from the web]] [a collection began March 6, 2014]//
I imagined this "project" to gather dialogues from people across the Internet.  It was conceived of September 21, 2014 and little developed since.

//See [[this wiki web/technology]]//
by Margaret Atwood, from //Morning in the Burned House// (1995)

You [[wake up]] filled with dread.
There seems no reason for it.
Morning light sifts through the window,
there is birdsong,
you can't get out of bed.

It's something about the crumpled sheets
hanging over the edge like jungle
foliage, the terry slippers gaping
their dark pink mouths for your feet,
the unseen breakfast -- some of it
in the refrigerator you do not dare
to open -- you do not dare to eat.

What prevents you? The future. The future tense,
immense as outer space.
You could get lost there.
No. Nothing so simple. ''The past, its density
and drowned events pressing you down,''
like sea water, like gelatin
filling your lungs instead of air.

Forget that and let's get up.
Try moving your arm.
Try moving your head.
Pretend the house is on fire
and you must run or burn.
No, that one's useless.
It's never worked before.

''Where is it coming from, this echo,
this huge No that surrounds you,''
silent as the folds of the yellow
curtains, mute as the cheerful

Mexican bowl with its cargo
of mummified flowers?
(You chose the colors of the sun,
not the dried neutrals of shadow.
God knows you've tried.)

Now here's a good one:
You're lying on your deathbed.
You have one hour to live.
//Who is it, exactly, you have needed
all these years to forgive?//
speak truth to power

hold on to the flower

To speak a true word is to transform the world.
–Paulo Freire

Enlightenment, our liberation, has many sources and occasions and means. The flower represents for us the beauty and the ordinariness of what is required to be free. Suddenly we see things afresh.

We live lives which encourage heedlessness and obliviousness. It seems like paying attention to our life would be too arduous and painful.” Better,” most of our environment seems to say, “to be distracted.”

But when we live heedlessly we are not happier. Because our lives are not in our control. We do not see deeply. Instead, we notice only the continual play of images. We react to them and are manipulated by them. We have given up our minds. We do not notice what is going on in the world, either in our own immediate lives or far away. We are bombarded with stimuli and information and, so, have a reduced capacity to recognize reality.
!Feeling into Words
by Seamus Heaney, October 1974

I intend to retrace some paths into what William Wordsworth called in //[[The Prelude|Wordsworth Prelude Song]]// ‘the hiding places’.
The hiding places of my power
Seem open; I approach, and then they close;
I see by glimpses now; when age comes on,
May scarcely see at all, and I would give,
While yet we may, as far as words can give,
A substance and a life to what I feel:
I would enshrine the spirit of the past
For future restoration.
… Finding a voice means that you can get your own feeling into your own words and that your words have the feel of you about them; and I believe that it may not even be a metaphor, for a poetic voice is probably very intimately connected with the poet’s natural voice…  I think that the discovery of a way of writing that is natural and adequate to your sensibility depends on the recovery of that essential quick {{grem{[the soft, tender flesh below the growing part of a fingernail or toenail]}}}…  This is the absolute register to which your proper music has to be tuned.

How, then, do you find it? In practice, you hear it coming from somebody else, you hear something in another writer’s sounds that flows in through your ear and enters the echo-chamber of your head and delights your whole nervous system in such a way that your reaction will be, ‘Ah, I wish I had said that, in that particular way.’ This other writer, in fact, has spoken something essential to you, something you recognize instinctively as a true sounding of aspects of yourself and your experience. And your first steps as a writer will be to imitate, consciously or unconsciously, those sounds that flowed in, that in-fluence.

One of the writers who influenced me in this way was Gerard Manley [[Hopkins|Grandeur]].

… Words alone were certain good. I even went so far as to write these ‘Lines to myself’:
In poetry I wish you would
Avoid the lilting platitude.
Give us poems humped and strong,
Laced tight with thongs of songs,
Poems that explode in silence
Without forcing, without violence.
Whose music is strong and clear and good
Like a saw zooming in seasoned wood.
You should attempt concrete expression,
Half-guessing, half-expression.
Ah well.  Behind that was ‘[[Ars Poetica]]’, ~MacLeish’s and Verlaine’s, Eliot’s ‘objective correlative’ (half understood) and several critical essays (by myself and others) about ‘concrete realization’. At the university I kept the whole thing at arm’s length, read poetry for the noise and wrote about half a dozen pieces for the literary magazine. But nothing happened inside me. No experience. No epiphany. All craft—and not much of that—and no technique.

I think technique is different from craft. Craft is what you can learn from other verse. Craft is the skill of making. It wins competitions in the //Irish Times// or the //New Statesman//.  It can be deployed without reference to the feelings or the self. It knows how to keep up a capable verbal athletic display; it can be content to be //vox et praeterea nihil//—all voice and nothing else—but not voice as in ‘finding a voice’.  Learning the craft is learning to turn the windlass at the well of poetry. Usually you begin by dropping the bucket halfway down the shaft and winding up a taking of air. You are miming the real thing until one day the chain draws unexpectedly tight and you have dipped into waters that will continue to entice you back. You’ll have broken the skin on the pool of yourself.

… Technique, as I would define it, involves not only a poet’s way with words, his management of metre, rhythm and verbal texture; it involves also a definition of his stance towards life, a definition of his own reality. It involves the discovery of ways to go out of his normal cognitive bounds and raid the inarticulate: a dynamic alertness that mediates between the origins of feeling in memory and experience and the formal ploys that express these in a work of art. Technique entails the watermarking of your essential patterns of perception, voice and thought into the touch and texture of your lines; it is that whole creative effort of the mind’s and body’s resources to bring the meaning of experience within the jurisdiction of form. Technique is what turns, in Yeats’s phrase, ‘the bundle of accident and incoherence that sits down to breakfast’ into ‘an idea, something intended, complete.’

… When I called my second book //Door into the Dark// I intended to gesture towards this idea of poetry as a point of entry into the buried life of the feelings or as a point of exit for it. Words themselves are doors; Janus is to a certain extent their deity, looking back to a ramification of roots and associations and forward to a clarification of sense and meaning… In //Door into the Dark// there are a number of poems that arise out of the almost unnameable energies that, for me, hovered over certain bits of language and landscape.

The poem ‘[[Undine|blogosphere/undine]]’, for example. It was the dark pool of the sound of the word that first took me: if our auditory imaginations were sufficiently attuned to plumb and sound a vowel, to unite the most primitive and civilized associations, the word 'undine' would probably suffice as a poem in itself.  //Unda//, a wave; //undine//, a water-woman—a litany of undines would have ebb and flow, water and woman, wave and tide, fulfillment and exhaustion in its very rhythms. But, old two-faced vocable that it is, I discovered a more precise definition once, by accident, in a dictionary. An undine is a water-sprite who has to a marry a human being and have a child by him before she can become human. With that definition, the lump in the throat, or rather the thump in the ear, //undine//, became a thought, a field of force that called up other images. One of these was an orphaned memory, without a context…

… I began by suggesting that my point of view involved poetry as divination, as a restoration of the culture to itself.  In Ireland in this century {{grem{[this was said in 1974]}}} it has involved for Yeats and many others an attempt to define and interpret the present by bringing it into significant relationship with the past, and I believe that effort in our present circumstances has to be urgently renewed. But here we stray from the realm of technique into the realm of tradition: to forge a poem is one thing, to forge the uncreated conscience of the race, as Stephen Dedalus put it, is quite another and places daunting pressures and responsibilities on anyone who would risk the name of poet.
I feel angry because I believe myself to be impotent in the world of relations. I feel disoriented, not knowing where my 'place' or role is. I am in my mind the //protagonist// of this story – the //proto:// first, in the //agon// – contest, trial, drama.

I was born in the 'middle' socioeconomic American 'class' in a family sometimes teetering toward low class.  Low, middle, upper, or famous – these terms confound me.  They do not feel like truth. This world I live in, act in – the enactment of a story – it has been //thwarted.// I have to begin anew.

My wife Lily, the child she carries in her womb, and our daughter Maya, are part of my life in whatever transformation it / I make. Buddhism might say that grasping for a course, or dealing with suffering as I have tried, is the problem itself.

Who is the enemy?  I am the blockage.  I deny myself, and I torture my intellect and ego with the idea of perfection beyond my grasp – or worse, just around the corner, I'm almost there, I almost "have it."

There's no thing to have, maybe, for me?

But what about the world of relations?  And my //insecurity// there?
[[Friar's Journeybook/MyDay]]
[[October dancer Telemachus]]
[[Not all those who wander]]
[[To my son and daughter]]
[[Magic of Realism]]
[[Bird's Eye View]]
The Ecumenical
The Parish //(paroikos / neighbor)//
Practical [[Philosophy|philosophy]]
Everyday Philanthropy
Social Philology (Communicative Action)
** to //[[name|a true word]]// the world
Philos Adelphia
[[Technology|Evocative Technology]]
** Poetics and Psychology


''Tools and Domains''
# [[Oikos Philos Anthropos Logos]]
** [[Realms of the Manifest]]
** //A Pattern Language//
** [[BabelNet|]] and the Semantic Web
# Quanta
** Wolfram Alpha and [[Sage]]
** //Mathematics: From the Birth of Numbers//
# Lingua
** [[Online Etymology Dictionary|]], ~Proto-Indo-European language
** Oxford English Dictionary
** Google Books and Translation
** World literature -- [[pensamientos españoles]], Deutsche Gedanken, Pensées Françaises
# [[Dialegen Numina|dialegen]]
** [[Quaker]] praxis and [[the circle of religious elements]]
** Zen Buddhism and Taoism
** Abrahamic faiths and the Druze
** Bushido: [[the code of honor|]] and morals developed by the Japanese samurai
# [[Ars|art]]
** [[poetry]] and [[music]]
** musical notation and [[Tidal]]
** [[mitocos]]
# Physik
** Albert Einstein
** [[Sagan]]
** scientific instruments
# Vivitas
** [[Eiseley]]
** olvar and kelvar; totems
# Psyche
** [[Jung]]
** [[Rogers]]
# [[Techne]]
** [[Evocative Technology]]
** [[programming language]]
# Opus
** [[ECCE]]
** [[genres]]
# Ethik
** [[Charter for Compassion]]
** [[Dekatessera Commentary]]
** [[Interbeing Mindfulness Trainings]]
** //Meditations// by [[Marcus Aurelius|the web is holy]]
# Moksha
** liberation and release; bind-unloosing
** //salvia divinorum//
The domains above were modeled after the [[Thinker's Toolbox]].

These disciplines could be paired "transhemispherically", perhaps?
* Quanta–Lingua
* Numina–Ars
* Physik–Vivitas
* Psyche–Techne
* Opus–Ethik
* οφαλ–Moksha
!Words As A Body
by [[Noah Grey|]]

If I could, I would give my words
a form as flesh to find you
in real space; I would will

into being a body by speaking
softly to you to put a coolness
in the clay, calming you 

when you burn and wake afraid.
I would make "I love you"
an embrace, "it's alright"

a finger gentle on your face
where your tension and trembling
take leave of the bone — 

laughing once to give it feet, 
twice for the sinew and strength
to carry you — I would dream

your name into its blood, and leave
my own as a signature of veins
beside the heart, red and restless

when I sing, warmed by the marrow 
of everyday things. And silence? Silence
would be the only part left — the wings.

//March 7, 2004//


I also love his line //"the lines of many maps are meeting",// from "[[Deseret|]]"
[img(70%,)[Word Cloud|][]]
//@@display:block;width:28em;margin-left:2em;text-align: center;font-family: serif;
{{font150{''man – Game – Knecht – Life – Time''}}}

{{font125{Joseph began, looked far
found Waldzell Castalia Magister Father Office}}}

{{font150{''master – Glass – Bead – music – course''}}}

{{font125{ [[HISTORY|HistoryGBG]] }}}@@
''The Glass Bead Game''// (German: //Das Glasperlenspiel//) is the last full-length novel of the German author Hermann [[Hesse]].  It was begun in 1931 and published in Switzerland in 1943.  It was recognized in his body of work when Hesse won the 1946 Nobel Prize for Literature.

Alternate title of the book (in translation, diverging from Hesse's title) was //Magister Ludi//, Master of the Game.  Its protagonist was Joseph Knecht of the fictional utopia Castalia.  Note that "knecht" means "servant" in German.

The word cloud above was the second I created, after //[[The Saviors of God|Kazantzakis]]//.

__Passages from the book__:
<part passages>
I had tasted the bait and knew that there was nothing more attractive and more subtle on earth than the Game. I had also observed fairly early that this enchanting Game demanded more than naive amateur players, that it took total possession of the man who had succumbed to its magic.  And an instinct within me rebelled against throwing all my energies and interests into this magic forever.  Some naive feeling for simplicity, for wholeness and soundness, warned me against the spirit of the Waldzell Vicus Lusorum. {{grem{[In translation, the Waldzell Village of Players -- see these two modern groups: [[The Waldzell Institute|]] and [[The Vicus Lusorum|]].]}}}

These rules, the sign language and [[grammar]] of the Game, constitute a kind of highly developed --secret-- language drawing upon several sciences and arts, but especially mathematics and music. [This language is] capable of expressing and establishing interrelationships between the content and conclusions of nearly all --scholarly-- disciplines.
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;@@color:grey;[words struck out which strike me as limiting or misguided for an actual GBG]@@

Since the end of the Middle Ages, intellectual life --in Europe-- seems to have evolved along two major lines.  The first of these was the ''liberation'' of thought and belief from the sway of all ''authority''.  In practice this meant the struggle of Reason … The second trend, on the other hand, was the covert but passionate search for a means to confer legitimacy on this freedom, for //[[a new and sufficient authority|Against Establishment]]// arising out of Reason itself.  We can probably generalize and say that Mind has by and large won this often strangely contradictory battle between two aims basically at odds with each other.
Has the gain been worth the countless victims?  Has our present structure of ''the life of the mind'' been sufficiently developed, and is it likely to endure long enough, to justify as worthwhile sacrifices all the sufferings, convulsions, and abnormalities: the trials of heretics, the burnings at stake, ''the many "geniuses" who ended in madness or suicide?''

History is as it has happened.  Whether it was good, whether it would have been better not to have happened, whether we will or will not acknowledge that it has had "meaning" -- all this is irrelevant.  Thus those struggles for the "freedom" of the human intellect likewise "happened," and subsequently, in the course of the Age of the Feuilleton, men came to enjoy an incredible degree of intellectual freedom, more than they could stand.  For while they had overthrown the tutelage of the Church completely, and that of the State partially, they had not succeeded in formulating an authentic law they could respect, a genuinely new authority and legitimacy.  Ziegenhalss recounts some truly astonishing examples of the intellect's debasement, venality, and self-betrayal during that period.

We are astonished when the biographies of those times rather garrulously relate how many brothers and sisters the hero had, or what psychological scars and blotches were left behind from his casting off the skins of childhood and puberty, from the struggle for position and the search for love. We moderns are not interested in a hero's pathology or family history, nor in his drives, his digestion, and how he sleeps. Not even his intellectual background -- the influence upon his development of his favorite studies, favorite reading, and so on -- is particularly important to us. For us, a man is a hero and deserves special interest only if his nature and his education have rendered him able to let his individuality be almost perfectly absorbed in its hierarchic function without at the same time forfeiting the vigorous, fresh, admirable impetus which make for the savor and worth of the individual.

These latter are the heroes, and in the case of these truly exemplary men, interest in the individual, in the name, face, and gesture, seems to us permissible and natural.  For we do not regard even the perfect hierarchy, the most harmonious organization, as a machine put together out of lifeless units that count for nothing in themselves, but as a living body, formed of parts and animated by organs which possess their own nature and freedom.  Every one of them shares in the miracle of life.  In this sense, then, we have endeavored to obtain information on the life of Joseph Knecht, Master of the Glass Bead Game, and especially to collect everything written by himself.

Among the remarks of Father Jacobus which Knecht at the time quoted in letters to his friends, here is one more characteristic outburst:
"Great men are to youth like the raisins in the cake of world history. They are also part of its actual substance, of course, and it is not so simple and easy as might be thought to distinguish the really great men from the pseudo-greats. Among the latter, it is the historical moment itself, and their ability to foresee its coming and seize it, that gives them the semblance of greatness. Quite a few historians and biographers, to say nothing of journalists, consider this ability to divine and seize upon a historical moment -- in other words, temporary success -- as in itself a mark of greatness. The corporal who becomes a dictator overnight, or the courtesan who for a while controls the good or ill humor of a ruler of the world, are favorite figures of such historians. And idealistically minded youths, on the other hand, most love the tragic failures, the martyrs, those who came on the scene a moment too soon or too late.

For me … the most attractive and amazing aspects of history, and the most deserving of study, are not individuals and not coups, triumphs, or downfalls; rather I love and am insatiably curious about such phenomena as our congregation. For it is one of those long-lived organizations whose purpose is to gather, educate, and reshape men's minds and souls, to make a nobility of them, not by eugenics, not by blood, but by the spirit -- a nobility as capable of serving as of ruling. In Greek history I was fascinated not by the galaxy of heroes and not by the obtrusive shouting in the Agora, but by efforts such as those of the Pythagorean brotherhood or the Platonic Academy. In Chinese history no other feature is so striking as the longevity of the Confucian system. And in our own Occidental history the Christian Church and the Orders which serve it as part of its structure, seem to me historical elements of the foremost importance.

I shall say nothing of holy Church itself; for us believers it is beyond discussion. But that communities such as the Benedictines, the Dominicans, later the Jesuits and others, have survived for centuries and, despite their ups and downs, the assaults upon them, and the adaptations they have made, retain their face and their voice, their gesture, their individual soul -- this is, for me, the most remarkable and meritorious phenomenon in history."
"The Glass Bead Game is thus a mode of playing with the ''total contents and values of our culture'';  it plays with them as…a painter might have played with the colours on his palette.  All the insights, noble thoughts, and works of art that the human race has produced … all that subsequent periods of scholarly study have reduced to concepts and converted into intellectual property -- on all this immense body of intellectual values the Glass Bead Game player works like the organist on an organ.  And this organ has attained an almost unimaginable perfection; its stops are almost beyond number.  Theoretically this instrument is capable of ''reproducing in the Game'' the entire ''intellectual content'' of the universe."</part>
:Self-replication in the Game is perhaps like a [[quine]]?
:I muse that its intellectual reaches may not include the human [[Felt Sense]] … nor all its suffering and [[poetry]] which arises.
:I envision a game, a song, a vast [[possibility space]], roiling with "the total contents and values of our culture."
"It is easy, too easy, to be sober and grave. That has been in fact the most serious shortcoming of Hesse's most ardent admirers…" (Theodore Ziolkowski)

Many characters in the novel have names that are allusive word games.  Knecht's predecessor as Magister Ludi was Thomas van der Trave, a veiled reference to Thomas Mann, who was born in Lübeck, situated on the Trave River. Knecht's brilliant but unstable friend Fritz Tegularius is based on Friedrich Nietzsche, while Father Jacobus is based on the historian Jakob Burckhardt.  The name of Carlo Ferromonte is an italianized version of the name of Hesse's nephew, Karl Isenberg, while the name of the Glass Bead Game's inventor, Bastian Perrot of Calw, was taken from Heinrich Perrot, who owned a machine shop where Hesse once worked after dropping out of school.  The name of the pedagogic province in the story is taken from Greek legend of the nymph Castalia, who was transformed into an inspiration-granting fountain by the god Apollo.

As described by Paul Pilkington:
In Hermann Hesse’s Glass Bead Game the positions, and correspondences between them, might tell us something about humanity, the world we’re living in, and the universe: something within the human mind or human condition which led to similar structures being formed, something in the world or the universe which made them necessary.  This process of enlightenment, amazement and epiphany is what Hesse’s Glass Bead Game is about.
from [[The Glass Bead Game‎, Volume 1|]]: A basic form of play, genealogy, and examples

@@display:block;width:19.5em;border: 2px solid;padding: 14px;border-radius: 13px;<<tiddler [[Wordsworth Prelude Song/building]]>>
-- [[Wordsworth Prelude Song]]
"The Memory of the [[City of Mind|The City of Mind]] was incalculably vast. Endless knowledge was there, if one could get at it; for the goal of the Mind was to become ''a total mental model or replica of the Universe''." 
(Ursula K. ~LeGuin)

Instantiations of the Game:
* [[HipBone Games|]] by [[Charles Cameron]];
* [[Kennexions|]] gameform by Ron ~Hale-Evans;
** who electronically published "[[Kennexions|]]"
** and who describes the following 'pillars' of the GBG:
# Connection -- //connect ideas// (link, list, categorize)
# Analogy -- //relate ideas by likeness//
# Contemplation -- //contemplate ideas and their relationships//
# Formalism -- //rules of play// and constraints; a formal, quasi-mathematical game language
# Iconicity -- //compress ideas// in glyphs, symbols, art
# Syncretism -- //depth, permanance// (How well it can be shown that the symbols of the Game are rooted in world culture and con''crete'' reality; not contrived ad hoc.)
:Symbols morph and cohere by social accretion, most often gradually.
:Furthermore, the Game's symbols should //grow along with// and complement the everyday unrepresented world.

From the [[C2 Wiki|]]:
<part BeadTiddler>
''What is a //bead// then?'' It is a little universe of its own. One can enter a bead, and view its contents: a movie, a stub of an article, etc. A little life inside the bead.
[A [[tiddler|What Is A Wiki/JeremyRuston]] might be another name for a bead? Jeremy Ruston again recently called this a //"__ludi__crous"// name … //ludi// = "[[game|Glass Bead Game]]"]</part>

The key element, however, not discussed much in the book, is how the beads relate to the Real World. The Internet has unconsciously implemented part of it, with the wiki going further.
: Help implement this in its totality … a calling to the transgressive [[Pangaia Project|]].

//''making meanings in a symbolic universe''//
[img[The Operating System|][]]
[Image courtesy of [[The Operating System|]]]}}}

<part dig>
Many attempts to create a playable form of the [[Glass Bead Game]], particularly with the assistance of computer technology, are nothing more than mental models.  We may take our model 'up a few levels' from data…in·formation…to [[gnosis|data→ information→ knowledge]] -- a process which spells ''dig'' -- but still, it remains a thing of the intellect.

Here I sense a warning for myself: //Do not seek to flee my warm, feeling body for a life of ideas.  Choose the near and sensory over the distant and intellectual.//

+++[Elaborations on this countervailing theme:]
<<tiddler countervailingGBG>>
|Author|Eric Shulman|
|Description|save/restore current tiddler view between browser sessions|
Automatically save a list of currently viewed tiddlers (the 'story') in a local cookie, {{{txtSavedStory}}} and then open those tiddlers when the document is reloaded, so you can resume working from the same place you left off!!  Also, use {{{<<saveStory>>}}} and {{{<<openStory>>}}} macros to quickly save/re-display stories stored in tiddlers, using a command link, droplist, or popup display.
>see [[StorySaverPluginInfo]]
<<option chkSaveStory>> use automatic story cookie (reopens tiddlers on startup)
<<option chkStoryAllowAdd>>include 'add a story' command in droplist/popup
<<option chkStoryFold>>fold story tiddlers when opening a story (see [[CollapseTiddlersPlugin]])
<<option chkStoryClose>>close other tiddlers when opening a story
<<option chkStoryTop>>open story tiddlers at top of column
<<option chkStoryBottom>>open story tiddlers at bottom of column
2009.10.20 1.8.3 fix handling for 'add' item in popup menu
|please see [[StorySaverPluginInfo]] for additional revision details|
2007.10.05 1.0.0 initial release. Moved [[SetDefaultTiddlers]] inline script and rewrote as a {{{<<saveStory>>}}} macro.
version.extensions.StorySaverPlugin= {major: 1, minor: 8, revision: 3, date: new Date(2009,10,20)};

var defaults={
	chkSaveStory:		false,
	chkStoryFold:		true,
	chkStoryClose:		true,
	chkStoryAllowAdd:	true,
	chkStoryTop:		true,
	chkStoryBottom:		false
for (var id in defaults) if (config.options[id]===undefined)

// if removeCookie() function is not defined by TW core, define it here.
if (window.removeCookie===undefined) {
	window.removeCookie=function(name) {
		document.cookie = name+'=; expires=Thu, 01-Jan-1970 00:00:01 UTC; path=/;'; 

// save or clear story cookie on exit
if (window.coreTweaks_confirmExit==undefined) {
	window.confirmExit=function() {
		if (config.options.chkSaveStory) { // save cookie
			var links=[];
			config.options.txtSavedStory=links.join(' ');
		} else removeCookie('txtSavedStory');
		return window.coreTweaks_confirmExit.apply(this,arguments);
''apply saved story on startup:'' //important note: the following code is actually located in [[MarkupPostBody]].  This is because it needs to supercede the core's getParameters() function, which is called BEFORE plugins are loaded, preventing the normal plugin-based hijack method from working, while code loaded into [[MarkupPostBody]] will be processed as soon as the document is read, even before the TW main() function is invoked.//
<<tiddler MarkupPostBody>>
config.macros.saveStory = {
	label: 'set default tiddlers',
	defaultTiddler: 'DefaultTiddlers',
	prompt: 'store a list of currently displayed tiddlers in another tiddler',
	askMsg: 'Enter the name of a tiddler in which to save the current story:',
	tag: 'story',
	excludeTag: 'excludeStory',
	handler: function(place,macroName,params,wikifier,paramString,tiddler) {
		var tid=params.shift()||'DefaultTiddlers';
		var label=params.shift()||this.label;
		var tip=params.shift()||this.prompt;
		var btn=createTiddlyButton(place,label,tip,this.setTiddler,'button');
		btn.setAttribute('extratags','[['+params.join(']] [[')+']]');
	setTiddler: function() {
		var cms=config.macros.saveStory; // abbrev
		// get list of current open tiddlers
		var tids=[];
			var t=store.getTiddler(title);
			if (!t || !t.isTagged(cms.excludeTag)) tids.push('[['+title+']]');
		// get target tiddler
		var tid=this.getAttribute('tid');
		if (!tid || tid=='ask') {
			if (!tid || !tid.length) return false; // cancelled by user
		if(store.tiddlerExists(tid) && !confirm(config.messages.overwriteWarning.format([tid])))
			return false;
		var t=store.getTiddler(tid); var tags=t?t.tags:[];
		var extratags=(this.getAttribute('extratags')||'').readBracketedList();
		for (var i=0; i<extratags.length; i++) tags.pushUnique(extratags[i]);
		store.saveTiddler(tid,tid,tids,config.options.txtUserName,new Date(),tags,t?t.fields:null);
		displayMessage(tid+' has been '+(t?'updated':'created'));
		return false;
config.macros.openStory = {
	label: 'open story: %0',
	prompt: 'open the set of tiddlers listed in: %0',
	popuplabel: 'stories',
	popupprompt: 'view a set of tiddlers',
	tag: 'story',
	selectprompt: 'select a story...',
	optionsprompt: 'viewing options...',
	foldcmd: '[%0] fold story',
	foldprompt: 'fold story tiddlers when opening a story',
	closecmd: '[%0] close others',
	closeprompt: 'close other tiddlers when opening a story',
	topcmd: '[%0] open at top',
	topprompt: 'open story tiddlers at top of column',
	bottomcmd: '[%0] open at bottom',
	bottomprompt: 'open story tiddlers at bottom of column',
	addcmd: 'add a story...',
	addprompt: 'create a new story',
	excludeTag: 'excludeStory',
	handler: function(place,macroName,params,wikifier,paramString,tiddler) {
		if (params[0].toLowerCase()=='list') return this.createList(place,params);
		else if (params[0].toLowerCase()=='popup') return this.createPopup(place,params);
		else this.createButton(place,params);
	showStory: function(tid,fold) {
		var co=config.options; // abbrev
		var tids=[];
		var t=store.getTiddler(tid);
		var tagged=store.getTaggedTiddlers(tid,'title');
		if (tagged.length) // if tiddler IS a tag, use tagged tiddlers as story
			for (var i=0; i<tagged.length; i++) tids.push(tagged[i].title);
		else if (t) { // get tiddler list from content
			if (!t.linksUpdated) t.changed();
			for (var i=0; i<t.links.length; i++) {
				var tid=store.getTiddler(t.links[i]);
				if (tid && !tid.isTagged(this.excludeTag))
		var template=null;
		if (fold||co.chkStoryFold) template='CollapsedTemplate'; // see [[CollapseTiddlersPlugin]]
		if (!store.tiddlerExists('CollapsedTemplate')) template=null;
		if (co.chkStoryClose) story.closeAllTiddlers();
		var pos='top'; var first=tids[0];
		if (!story.isEmpty() && co.chkStoryBottom) { pos='bottom'; tids=tids.reverse(); }
		var cmd='var t=story.getTiddler("'+first+'");if(t)window.scrollTo(0,t.offsetTop);';
		var delay=config.options.chkAnimate?config.animDuration+100:0;
	createButton: function(place,params) {
		var tid=params[0]||'';
		var label=params[1]||this.label; label=label.format([tid]);
		var tip=params[2]||this.prompt; tip=tip.format([tid]);
		var fold=(params[3]&&(params[3].toLowerCase()=='fold'))||config.options.chkStoryFold;
		var fn=function(){config.macros.openStory.showStory(this.getAttribute('tid'),this.getAttribute('fold')); return false; };
		var btn=createTiddlyButton(place,label,tip,fn,'button');
		if (fold) btn.setAttribute('fold',fold);
	createPopup: function(place,params) {
		params.shift(); // discard 'popup' keyword
		var label=params.shift()||this.popuplabel;
		var tip=params.shift()||this.popupprompt;
		var btn=createTiddlyButton(place,label,tip,this.showPopup,'button');
	showPopup: function(ev) { var e=ev||window.event;
		var co=config.options; // abbrev
		var cmo=config.macros.openStory; // abbrev
		var indent='\xa0\xa0';
		var p=Popup.create(this); if (!p) return false;
		var stories=store.filterTiddlers('[tag['+this.getAttribute('filter')+']]');
		for (var s=0; s<stories.length; s++) {
			var label=indent+stories[s].title;
			var tip=cmo.prompt.format([stories[s].title]);
			var fn=function(){config.macros.openStory.showStory(this.getAttribute('tid'));return false;};
			var btn=createTiddlyButton(createTiddlyElement(p,'li'),label,tip,fn,'button');
		if (store.tiddlerExists('CollapsedTemplate')) {
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| Physical Ground | Creation | Transcendent |
| Conditionality | Education |~|
| Relationship | Community |~|

These are mutually constraining "realms"
— I see the first three as forming a basis which underlies human experience, and which cannot be ignored by "higher" aspirations.
— Physical Ground, Conditionality, and Relationship have been relatively co-equal forces in my estimation, assuming that the recent stability of our planet is maintained.
(I refer to the long-range stability dating back to the dawn of humans and post Ice Age.)

''Physical Ground'' consists of
*Land, Air, Water
*Lifeforms, Food
*Energy (of the Sun and Earth)
*Change & Physical Dynamics;
in an interplay that can be termed ecological economics
''Conditionality'' is
— The shifting contingent ground;
— Conditions which emerge from the matrix of physical ground and life inter-relationships, a //dependent co-arising of life// which is random and unknowable to a degree.
— Time is the first and ubiquitous conditionality of life.  A being's position in space-time permutates every moment.  Human beings can bind their existence across time with memory and symbolic communication, drawing upon their own or their ancestors' past knowledge, while predicting or "moving into" the future.  However, the future continually blooms and dies for living things without our conscious movement or awareness.  Awareness only charts a story (or minimally, a mental map) of time.
— All living things encounter physical dynamics operating in time.  Some conditions operate in relative stasis, but everything is changing at some level and at some pace we cannot fully know.  Conditions move into volatility, or stability, or periods of drastic adjustment, in cycles which humans can observe and partially understand, but cannot completely halt.
— Conditionality includes all that we inherit by birth or chance, or are able to acquire: slices of physical ground, a stock of resources (food, energy, or useful materials);
— and it comprises the conditioning of human/animal behavior, our qualification to environmental and social forces.
— In the beginning of every human story was relationship;
— Relationship to a mother and other family;
— followed by a range of possible relationships and modes of relating to other living beings.

''Creation'' is
— The means by which we continue ourselves, strive for a foothold on the Physical Ground and perpetuate our race;
— Procreation of further human beings;
— and the creation of Art.
''Education'' encompasses
— Knowledge of how the world works with increasing ability to predict it; also skills and a discipline for living.
— It leads each person from unknowing birth, out of ignorance and fear;
— Provides a "great explaining" of the nature of reality and a response to the vagaries of Conditionality;
— Mediates [[the hungers]] of physical existence - as "one does not obtain food-safety-freedom by instinct alone" [Frank Herbert]
— and in the process, develops survival abilities, compassion and wisdom.
''Community'' is
— derived from relationships in aggregate.  It encompasses the phenomena of Group Power.  //[Examine the origins and benefits of collective power.]//
— The particular group membership a person is born or accepted into may be the single most defining influence of their life experience; however, I still see it as co-equal to the realms of Creation and Education, except when living under oppression.

— is super-personal; it transcends Self, Relationships, and Groups;
— it builds upon the other realms but has a focus beyond them;
— <part precis>has traditionally included religion; art in many forms; the pursuit of human knowledge and defense of its culture; as well as philosophy, and politics in its ideal sense.</part>

have you ever seen a star
you'd swear you could
call your own - but by
virtue of that star - it
was meant to be alone?
or a river - have you
ever tried - to hold it in
your hand, yet found
it near impossible as
it flowed on through the
for love it isn't a star or
river that holds me dear
to you - but the ever
constant wonder we renew

{{grem{-- by <<tag lily>>
written on a yellow sticky note 2002 or earlier}}}
According to ''Paul Tillich'', humanity can stand //in and through anxiety.// This stance is "courage to be."

This anxiety constitutes three features: the anxiety of fate and death, the anxiety of emptiness and meaninglessness, and the anxiety of guilt and condemnation.  For Tillich, the second type of anxiety is the “deepest level of anxiety.” The fear of doubt and lack of meaning in life is threatening to one’s identity and being, but this anxiety is addressed by “absolute faith.” Absolute faith is taking this kind of anxiety upon itself and affirming oneself and one’s being.  In this stance within anxiety and against the threat of nonbeing, we actually come closer to our being itself, and especially to “Being-itself.”
We can speak without voice to the trees and the clouds and the waves of the sea. Without words they respond through the rustling of leaves and the moving of clouds and the murmuring of the sea.
{{{* * *}}}
All things…call on us with small or loud voices. They want us to listen; they want us to understand their intrinsic claims, their justice of being… But we can give it to them only through the love that listens.
{{{* * *}}}
Spirit is not a mysterious substance; it is not a part of God. It is God himself; but not God as the creative ground of all things and not God directing history and manifesting himself in its central event, but God as present in communities and personalities, grasping them, inspiring them, and transforming them.
{{{* * *}}}
The vitality that can stand the abyss of meaninglessness is aware of a hidden meaning within the destruction of meaning.
—Paul Tillich

//''<part precis>The [[courage to be]] brings us to a place of acceptance of ourselves, and in this we have an encounter with God as Being-itself, the ground of being.</part>'' [Ground-Divine]//

In the anxiety of emptiness and meaninglessness, “the courage to be is rooted in the God who appears when God has disappeared in the anxiety of doubt.” What this means is the courage to be is not in the encounter of God as a //being//, but as //Being-itself//, that which holds all existence together.  Thus, in spite of anxiety and despair, an absolute faith accepts our being in the midst of the threat of non-being. In this experience, we come to the source of being, identity, and security.
"Absolute faith and its consequence, the courage that takes the radical doubt, the doubt about God, into itself, transcends the theistic idea of God” (Tillich, The Courage to Be, 182). “Theism” here means “the unspecified affirmation of God.” It is an affirmation of God apart from the encounter of the God above God, the ground of being. It can also mean a description of the “divine-human encounter,” or what Tillich describes as, the “nonmystical side of biblical religion and historical Christianity,” for it personalizes absolute faith. Finally, the third meaning of theism is in how it attempts to prove the existence of God. Tillich sees the first theism as “irrelevant,” the second theism as “one-sided,” and the third as “wrong” and “bad theology.” In all of this, Tillich argues, theism makes God to be a being, not being-itself, and for Tillich, the God of theism must be transcended in order for “the anxiety of doubt and meaninglessness (to) be taken into the courage to be” (Tillich, The Courage to Be, 186).
''Robert R. Vickrey'' (26 August 1926 – 17 April 2011) American (Massachusetts) artist and author who specialized in the medium of egg tempera, and whose paintings include surreal dreamlike visions of shadows, nuns, and children playing.

See the book //Robert Vickrey: The [[Magic of Realism]]// by Philip Eliasoph (published 2009.) Its Wiki node contains an interview of Vicrkey and a video about the book.

[[NYTimes Obituary: Robert Vickrey, Magic-Realist Painter, Dies at 84|]]

This is my most beloved of all Vickrey paintings, and I don't know its title. It came as part of a [[mail art object]] (hence the fold line in the image) which my friend Lily received through

[img[Painting by Robert Vickrey, I don't know the title|][]]
!The Things I Say
Joanna Newsom

If I have the space of half a day,
I'm ashamed of half the things I say.
I'm ashamed to have turned out this way,
and I desire to make amends.

But it don't make no difference, now,
and no-one's listening, anyhow,
and lists of sins and solemn [[vows|Self Vow]]
don't make you any friends.

There's an old trick played,
when the light and the wine conspire
to make me think I'm fine.
I'm not, but I have got half a mind
to maybe get there, yet.

When the sky goes pink in Paris, France,
do you think of the girl who used to dance
when you'd frame her moving within your hands,
saying This I won't forget?

What happened to the man you were,
when you loved somebody before her?
Did he die?
Or does that man endure, somewhere far away?

Our lives come easy and our lives come hard.
And we carry them like a pack of [[cards|tarot]]:
some we don't use, but we don't discard,
but keep for a rainy day.
I wrote on [[February 13, 2009|2009-02-13]], while my daughter was in the womb:

I want to ''begin anew''.  I want this to be the beginning of a happy chapter in our lives -- organically grown and naturally evolving -- happily //im//perfect and delightful.  I can be a great husband and daddy, and a friend of our family -- not its chief judge.


Then I wrote on [[May 8, 2010|2010-05-08]] (a significant 15-year anniversary for me):

This world I live in, act in – the enactment of a story – it has been //thwarted.// I have to ''begin anew''.


Fixated on beginnings or restarts, I wrote again on [[September 30, 2013|2013-09-30]]:
//Forgive me, please, Lily.
I love you.
Can we possibly ''begin anew?''//
In these three excerpts from my life, I see a progression:
//I want to … I have to … Can we possibly?//

{{font150{Today on June 22, 2016, I ask myself: //''When''// will I live?}}}

//and two months later, again . . . //

From the [[Dekatessera|Dekatessera Commentary]] VI Commentary:
> //Every day offers a [[new start|NEWSTART]], if we nurture our bodies and relationships, and choose love.//


Martin [[Buber|Buber/love-deed-Yes]] wrote:
Every morning
I shall concern myself ''anew'' about the boundary
Between the love-deed-Yes
and the power-deed-No,
And pressing forward honor reality.
-- from "Power and Love" (1926)
Albert Einstein, who was one year younger than Buber, said this at age 50:
The only progress I can see is progress in organization.  The ordinary human being does not live long enough to draw any substantial benefit from his own experience.  And no one, it seems, can benefit by the experiences of others.  Being both a father and teacher, I know we can teach our children nothing.  We can transmit to them neither our knowledge of life nor of mathematics.  //Each must learn its lesson ''anew''.//

I believe in intuitions and inspirations. I sometimes feel that I am right. I do not know that I am.

I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.

As a child, I received instruction both in the Bible and in the Talmud. I am a Jew, but //I am enthralled by the luminous figure of the Nazarene.//

Reading after a certain age diverts the mind too much from its creative pursuits.  Any man who reads too much and uses his own brain too little falls into lazy habits of thinking, just as the man who spends too much time in the theater is tempted to be content with living vicariously instead of living his own life.
-- From "What Life Means to Einstein: An Interview by George Sylvester Viereck", //The Saturday Evening Post// (26 October 1929), retrieved from [[Wikiquote|]]
//We have to learn to see the world ''anew''.// (Loosely attributed to Einstein; see //[[Sustainability]]//)

David Brooks:
Nearly every sensible middle-aged person would give away all their money to be able to go back to age 22 and ''begin adulthood anew''… But, of course, very few people at age 22 or 24 can take an inward journey and come out having discovered a developed self… //It’s excellence, not happiness, that we admire most//…

Fulfillment is a byproduct of how people engage their tasks, and can’t be pursued directly. Most of us are egotistical and most are self-concerned most of the time, but it’s nonetheless true that life comes to a point only in those moments when the self dissolves into some task. //The purpose in life is not to find yourself. It’s to lose yourself.//
-- "[[It's Not About You]]", //The New York Times// (30 May 2011)
Steve [[Jobs]] (an idol of mine):
//Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. I have always wished that for myself.
And now, as you graduate to ''begin anew'', I wish that for you."//
(12 June 2005, Stanford Commencement Address)
Found Poem from //Oxford English Dictionary// Word of the Day, February 22nd through 28th, 2014.

Each two lines were drawn from one of the illustrative sentences for that day's word.  Sources appear below.
!!His Patchery Enticed The Avangc

See him dissemble,
Know his grosse patchery.
Harmless-sounding nukespeak
denies //the absolute terror//
cast into the great Yard; all Muskings
of their Barnes, of their Courts;
Full of the sounds, smells, whisperings
and redolent odors of the jungle
As the lows were plundered; and
tumuli acquired…for buried treasure.
They should set him in the pillory;
That would disgrace him
who enticed the //avangc//
out of the lake.

1623, William Shakespeare, //Timon of Athens//
1995, Asbury Park Press (New Jersey)
1649, Walter Blith, //The English Improver//
1940, English Journal (American National Council of Teachers of English)
2003, David Iredale and John Barrett, //Discovering Local History//
1791, James Boswell, //The Life of Samuel Johnson//
1859, Cambrian Journal
''Leonardo da Vinci''  (15 Apr 1452 – 2 May 1519)  Italian painter, scientist, and engineer whose notable paintings include The Last Supper (1498) and the Mona Lisa (1504-05).  Often described as the archetype of the Renaissance Man, he devoted himself to a wide range of other subjects, from anatomy and biology to mechanics and hydraulics: his 19 notebooks include studies of the human circulatory system and plans for a type of aircraft and a submarine.
William Wordsworth wrote 200 years ago:
!//The song would speak…//
(Poetic message adapted May 2016 by Remuse; see the <html><u><a href="javascript:;" onclick="window.scrollAnchorVisible('Original',null, event)">original</a></u></html> below.)

__@@font-variant:small-caps;font-family: serif;From Book Second@@__:

… ''//That single wren one day sang//''
So sweetly in the old church nave --
Tho' the earth was comfortless, and,
Touched by faint internal breezes,
Sobbings of the place and
Respirations; from the roofless walls
The shuddering ivy dripped -- yet still,
          So sweetly midst the gloom the invisible bird
          Sang to herself -- There, I could have made
          My dwelling-place, and lived forever there
          //To hear such music.//

<part building>
//The song would speak//
Of that [[interminable building|Glass Bead Game]],
{{grem{[A tower]}}} reared by observation of affinities
          In objects where no brotherhood exists
          To passive minds… </part>{{grem{But I…}}}

I felt the sentiment of Being spread
          Over all that moves and all that seemeth still;
          Over all lost beyond the reach of thought
          And human knowledge, to the human eye
          Invisible, yet alive to the heart;
          Over all that leaps and runs, and shouts and sings,
          Or beats the gladsome air; over all that glides
          Beneath the wave -- yes, in the wave itself!

          Communing through earth and heaven
          With every form of creature, looking
          Toward the [[Uncreated]] with a countenance
          Of adoration, with an eye of love.
          //One song they sang//.
          It was most audible -- But then, the fleshly ear
          Overcome by humblest prelude of that strain,
          Forgot its functions, fell to sleep undisturbed
{{grem{so long, but dreaming.

-- and the trees //leaf// -- and my heart //weeps// --}}}

The gift is //yours;// if in these times of fear,
          This melancholy waste of hopes overthrown,
          If, midst my indifference and apathy…
          Selfishness, disguised in gentle names
          Of peace and quiet and domestic love,
          Yet mingled not unwillingly with sneers …

And if, in this time of dereliction and dismay,
I despair not of //our nature// -- but retain a
Confidence, and a faith that fails not;
In all sorrow, find support and
The blessing of my life; the gift is //yours// --
Winds…waterfalls…mountains…trees… Thine,
O Nature!  Thou hast fed my lofty speculations;
In Thee, and for this //uneasy heart of ours//,
I find a never-failing principle of joy.

{{grem{Today, I accept this privilege.}}}

(Nor should this pass unrecorded:
That I still loved the exercise and
Produce of a toil, more pleasing than
Analytic industry to me.
Its character I deem more poetic,
Resembling more creative agency.)
: // A scholar of Gregory the Theologian of [[Nazianzus]] quoted Wordsworth's Prelude://
No officious slave
          Art Thou of that false secondary power
          By which we multiply distinctions, then
          Deem that our puny boundaries are things
          That we perceive, and not that we have made.
          To Thee, unblinded by these formal arts,
          The unity of all hath been revealed…

Thence did I drink the visionary power;
          And deem not profitless those fleeting moods
          Of shadowy exultation: not for this,
          That they are kindred to our purer mind
          And intellectual life; but that the soul,
          Remembering how she felt, but what she felt
          Remembering not, retains an obscure sense
          Of possible sublimity, whereto
          With growing faculties she doth aspire…

__@@font-variant:small-caps;font-family: serif;From Book First@@__:

Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows
          Like harmony in music; there is a dark
          Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles
          Discordant elements, makes them cling together
          In one society. How strange, that all
          The terrors, pains, and early miseries,
          Regrets, vexations, lassitudes interfused
          Within my mind, should ever have borne a part,
          And //that a needful part//, in making up
          The calm existence that is mine when I
          Am worthy of myself!
: //Later in the [[first part|]] at line 221, Wordsworth speaks of his song __thwarted__ --
much as my own seems to be right now.//
Sometimes it suits me better to invent
          A tale from my own heart, more near akin
          To my own passions and habitual thoughts;
          Some variegated story, in the main
          Lofty, but the unsubstantial structure +++[melts]
          Before the very sun that brightens it,
          Mist into air dissolving! Then a wish,
          My last and favorite aspiration, mounts
          With yearning toward some //''philosophic song
          Of Truth''// that cherishes our daily life;
          With meditations passionate from deep
          Recesses in man's heart, immortal verse
          Thoughtfully fitted to the Orphean lyre;
          But from this awful burthen I soon
          Take refuge and beguile myself with trust
          That mellower years will bring a riper mind
          And clearer insight. Thus my days are past
          In contradiction; with no skill to part
          Vague longing, haply bred by want of power,
          From paramount impulse not to be withstood,
          A timorous capacity, from prudence,
          From circumspection, infinite delay.
          Humility and modest awe, themselves
          Betray me, serving often for a cloak
          To a //''more subtle selfishness''//; that now
          Locks every function up in blank reserve,
          Now dupes me, trusting to an anxious eye
          That with intrusive restlessness beats off
          Simplicity and self-presented truth.
          Ah! better far than this, to stray about …
          And ask no record of the hours, resigned
          To //''vacant musing, unreproved neglect''//
          Of all things, and deliberate holiday.
          Far better never to have heard the name
          Of zeal and just ambition, than to live
          Baffled and plagued by a mind that every hour
          Turns recreant to her task; takes heart again,
          Then feels immediately some hollow thought
          Hang like an interdict upon her hopes.
          This is my lot; for either still I find
          Some imperfection in the chosen theme,
          Or see of absolute accomplishment
          Much wanting, so much wanting, in myself,
          That I recoil and droop, and seek repose
          In listlessness from vain perplexity,
          Unprofitably travelling toward the grave,
          Like //''a false steward who hath much received
          And renders nothing back''.//

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Below is my adaptation and attempt to modernize the poetic message, set alongside Wordsworth's text (courtesy of  Line numbers are shown where I skipped stretches of the poem.

From //[[The Prelude|]], or Growth of a Poet's Mind: An Autobiographical Poem//
by William Wordsworth (see [[Wikipedia article|]])

(This "original" differs from [[earlier versions|]] completed by Wordsworth in 1805.)
!//[[Wordsworth Prelude Song]]//
[img[Comparison to Wordsworth's Original Text|][]]

See another fragment that speaks of +++[trees]
… Stands yet a mouldering pile with fractured arch,
Belfry, and images, and living trees;
A holy scene! -- Along the smooth green turf
Our horses grazed. To more than inland peace,
Left by the west wind sweeping overhead
From a tumultuous ocean, trees and towers  &nbsp;&nbsp;//(110)//
In that sequestered valley may be seen,
Both silent and both motionless alike;
Such the deep shelter that is there, and such
The safeguard for repose and quietness.

Our steeds remounted and the summons given,
With whip and spur we through the chauntry flew
In uncouth race, and left the cross-legged knight,
And the stone-abbot, and [[that single wren|Wordsworth Prelude Song]] &nbsp;&nbsp;//(118)//
Which one day sang so sweetly in the nave
Of the old church, that --
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!Listeners At Last

Oh when, when, when will we ever have enough
of whining and defining? Haven’t champions
in the weaving of words been here already?
Why keep on trying?

Are not people perpetually, over and over and over again,
assaulted by books as by buzzing alarms?
When, between two books, the quieting sky appears,
or merely a patch of earth at evening—

Louder than all the storms, louder than all the oceans,
people have been crying out:
What abundance of quietude
the Universe must yield, if we screaming humans
can hear the crickets, and if the stars
in the [[screamed|scream of nature]]-at ether
can appease our hearts!

Let the farthest, oldest, most ancient
ancestors speak to us!
And let us be listeners at last, humans
finally able to hear.

//Uncollected Poems//
Numerology is any study of the ''purported'' mystical or significant relationship between a number and some coinciding observed (or perceived) events.
| 17| prime |
| 167| prime |
| 1,667| prime |
| 16,667| 7 x 2,381 |
| 166,667| prime |

This series is a progression of base-10 approximations of the fraction ^^1^^/~~6~~ with increasing precision.  The three instances after 166,667 are composite numbers, like the fourth instance that factors to 7 and 2,381.

//"…all that I am—the meat of me and the ''167'' key markers coded and ''recombined'' in infinite variation—can only express with more embellishment these ''seventeen'' syllables of Onitsura…"// (17th century haiku master)
—Marcel Theroux

Each cycle of a human life is 2,381 days, and fourteen such cycles are 33,334 days: just over 91 years (and 96 days — one season later than the time of birth.)

More than two years after devising this numerology, I found unexpected numeric connections to //The Odyssey: A Modern Sequel// by Nikos [[Kazantzakis]]:
It consists of 33,333 17-syllable verses.  (Its nine-syllable Engliah title could number as 33,334?)  Like the original //Odyssey//, it is divided into 24 rhapsodies.  Kazantzakis began working on it in 1924 after he returned to Crete from Germany. Before finally publishing the poem in 1938 he had drafted seven different versions.  What a labor -- seven versions, fourteen years!  Kazantzakis considered this his most important work.  It was fully translated into English in 1958 (the year after Kazantzakis's death) by Kimon Friar, who also translated his earlier work //Saviors of God//.


^^1^^/~~6~~ × 10^^5^^ ÷ 7 = ''2,381'' (2380.952380, rounding 22 hours, 52 minutes)

[[40 moons|white whale]] = 1,181 days or 3 years, 12 weeks, 1 or 2 days (nearly a season)

80 lunations = 2,362.5 days (rounding 10 hours, 44 minutes)
: // 6^^1^^/~~2~~ years (2,374 days) is centered between these two//
40 Mercurial rotations + 40 Earth rotations = 2,386 days (rounding 20 hours, 21 minutes)

81 lunations = ''2,392'' days (rounding 23 hours, 28 minutes)

161 lunations = 4,754.5 days or 13 years, 6.5 days (rounding 10 hours, 11 minutes)

The 33,334 days described by this model can be mapped to 16.5 hours of a "day" lasting a lifetime.  11 to 12 cycles are more commonly completed -- which is an average of 27,407 days, or 75 years and 14 days.  (Mapped to 13 hours, 34 minutes according to the earlier ratios of 16.5 : 33,334.)

My life's clock according to this numerology:
5:30 AM — birth in 1982 //(some wake later at 7:00 AM)//
11:11 AM — the present moment (as of April 2014)
16,667 days leads to 2028 (mid-point)
10:00 PM — my "goal" of 33,334 days to the year 2073 //(many fall asleep by 8:30)//
An active member of his community past his ninetieth birthday, he never tired of reading, writing, teaching, and debating on what he called 'the great concerns of my generation.'
(from my [[Obituary]])
:Combinations of three astrological aspects (each of twelve possible signs.)
+ – + 0 + 0 0 0
:2187 - 729 + 243 + 27
| 108 x 16 | number of mala beads, [[Fourfold Fruit]] |
| 18 x 96 | |
| 27 x 64 | &nbsp;64 I Ching hexagrams, six binary states&nbsp; |
| 36 x 48 | |
| 54 x 32 | |
| 72 x 24 | hours in the day |
| 9 x 192 | |
| 6 x 288 | |
Sum of the first twenty-two primes:
2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23, 29, 31, 37&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; {sum of the first 12 = 197}
41, 43, 47, 53, 59, 61, 67, 71, 73, 79&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; {sum of the first 22 = 791}

Sum of seven consecutive primes
(101, 103, 107, 109, 113, 127, 131);
the mean of these seven is 113; as 791 factors into 7 × 113.

Donald Knuth paid "one hexadecimal dollar" 16^^2^^ or $2.56 for each correction readers found in his books.  $7.91 is my equivalent numerically playful token of gratitude.

Passage from ''Joel 1:16''
[img[Start with the sixteenth word of the sixteenth verse of the sixteenth book|][]]

//(Joel is the sixteenth book in my edition of the [[Tanakh|]].)//

Potent words -- from the [[House|House of Leaves]], to [[You|Ich und Du]] -- I //[[Cry|curse/chant]] out…//

<<tiddler [[October dancer Telemachus]]>>

(6 * 12 + 1) * (+ – – +) + 1

Prime Numbers
Green and Gold series (6n-1, 6n+1) likely non-serious mathematics
[[Balanced Ternary|]] number system
Dozenal number system
The real math and mystery of [[Fractal]]s (Mandelbrot)
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!Genius: A Mosaic of One Hundred Exemplary Creative Minds
by Harold Bloom, 2003

What is [[genius]]?  Here is one man's fairly arbitrary list of geniuses from the literary 'world'.

Possessing qualities "//of// and //above// an age … the gift of breathing life into what is best in every living person."
# William Shakespeare {{serif{''//[Keter - Crown]//''}}}
** my friend Matheus recommends the comedies
# Miguel de Cervantes -- __Don Quixote__
# Michel de Montaigne
# John Milton
# Leo [[Tolstoy]] -- __War and Peace__ and //[[My Confession|Confession]]//
# Lucretius
# Vergilius
# Saint Augustine
# Dante Alighieri -- __Divine Comedy__
# Geoffrey Chaucer -- __The Canterbury Tales__
# The Yahwist {{serif{''//[Hokmah - Wisdom]//''}}}
# Socrates
# Plato
# [[Saint Paul|in a glass darkly]]
# Muhammad
# Dr. Samuel Johnson -- the Dictionary
# James Boswell
# Johann Wolfgang von [[Goethe]]
# Sigmund Freud
# Thomas Mann -- __The Magic Mountain__ (1924)
# Friedrich Nietzsche {{serif{''//[Binah - Understanding]//''}}}
** __Thus Spoke Zarathustra__ and __On the Genealogy of Morality__ (1883-1891)
# Søren Kierkegaard -- __Either/Or__ (1843)
# Franz [[Kafka|rhizome]] -- __The Trial__ (1914-15)
# Marcel Proust -- __Remembrance of Things Past__ (In Search of Lost Time)
# Samuel Beckett
# Molière -- __The Doctor in Spite of Himself__
# Henrik Ibsen
# Anton Chekhov -- __The Cherry Orchard__
# Oscar Wilde -- __The Picture of Dorian Gray__ (1890) and "The Selfish Giant"
# Luigi Pirandello
# John Donne {{serif{''//[Hesed - Kindness]//''}}}
# Alexander Pope
# Jonathan Swift
# Jane Austen -- __Pride and Prejudice__
# Lady Murasaki
# Nathaniel Hawthorne -- __The Marble Faun__ and __The House of the Seven Gables__
# Herman Melville -- "Bartleby the Scrivener" (1853) and __Moby-Dick__ (1851)
# Charlotte Brontë
# Emily Jane Brontë
# Virginia Woolf
# Ralph Waldo [[Emerson]] {{serif{''//[Din - Severity]//''}}} -- "~Self-Reliance" (1841)
# Emily [[Dickinson]]
# Robert [[Frost|But yield who will to their separation]]
# Wallace Stevens
# T. S. [[Eliot]]
# William Wordsworth -- [[The Prelude|Wordsworth Prelude Song]]
# Percy Bysshe Shelley
# John Keats
# Giacomo Leopardi
# Alfred, Lord Tennyson
# Algernon Charles Swinburne {{serif{''//[Tiferet - Beauty]//''}}}
# Dante Gabriel Rossetti
# Christina Rossetti
# Walter Pater
# Hugo von Hofmannsthal
# Victor Hugo
# Gérard de Nerval
# Charles [[Baudelaire|correspondances]]
# Arthur Rimbaud -- //[[voyant]] -- le dédoublement du// +++[moi]
<part Rimbaud>
C'est faux de dire: Je pense.  On devrait dire: ''On me pense.''
//Je// est autre.

It is wrong to say: I think.  One ought to say: I am being thought.
//I// is Another.
: "On me pense" suggests, as [[Northrop Frye]] has observed, that the poet becomes the medium of an oracle, that autonomous voices speak through him… Yet in Rimbaud's case, the "voices" are not those of divine oracles; they come not from //outside// and //above// but, like the magic flood that wells up underground in so many of his poems, from //inside and below//, from the poet's own subconscious.
: What Rimbaud calls //"le dédoublement du moi"// -- the notion of //"On me pense"// -- was to become a cornerstone of the new poetic of ''indeterminacy''.  For Rimbaud's is not just a new version of the concept of the Double -- a familiar enough Romantic topos -- it is, rather, the creation of a verbal field where the identity of the "I" is dissolved.  In "Enfance", for example, the poet alternately appears as "I" ("I am the [[pedestrian|pioneer]] on the main road through the dwarf forests"), and a "you" ("In the forest there is a bird, his song stops you and makes you blush"). -- these passages quoted from //The Poetics of Indeterminacy: Rimbaud to Cage//, by Marjorie Perloff (1981)

# Paul Valéry -- __La Jeune Parque__ (1917)
# Homer {{serif{''//[Nezah - Eternity]//''}}}
# Luís Vaz de Camões
# [[James Joyce]] -- [[Finnegans Wake]] (1939)
# Alejo Carpentier
# Octavio [[Paz]]
# Stendhal -- __The Red and the Black__
# Mark Twain -- __Captain Stormfield's Visit to Heaven__ and What Is +++[Man?]
A man cannot be comfortable without //his own// approval…
It may be called the Master Passion—the hunger for ~Self-Approval.
-- from "What Is Man?" (1906)

# William Faulkner -- __The Unvanquished__
# Ernest Hemingway
# Flannery O'Connor
# Walt [[Whitman]] {{serif{''//[Hod - Splendor]//''}}}
# Fernando [[Pessoa|Heteronym]]
# Hart Crane
# Federico García Lorca
# Luis Cernuda
# George [[Eliot|FractalPoiesis]] -- __Daniel Deronda__ and __Middlemarch__ (1871-72)
# Willa Cather -- __The Song of the Lark__ (1915)
# Edith Wharton -- __Ethan Frome__ (1911) and __The Buccaneers__ (1937)
# F. Scott Fitzgerald  -- __The ~Crack-Up__ (1945)
# Iris Murdoch
# Gustave Flaubert {{serif{''//[Yesod - Foundation]//''}}}
# José Maria de Eça de Queirós
# Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis
# Jorge Luis [[Borges]] -- __The Aleph__ (1949-52) and "[[Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius|en el espejo/Borges]]"
# Italo Calvino -- +++[Invisible Cities]
<part Calvino>
(1972) This [[book|]] "explores imagination and the imaginable through the descriptions of cities…framed as a conversation" between Marco Polo and Kublai Khan.
* N.B. Calvino referred to //Tristram Shandy// by Laurence Sterne as the "undoubted progenitor of all avant-garde novels of our century".

# William Blake
# D. H. Lawrence -- __Sons and Lovers__ (1913) and __The Man Who Died__ (1929)
# Tennessee Williams -- __A Streetcar Named Desire__ (1947)
# Rainer Maria [[Rilke]]
# Eugenio Montale
# Honoré de Balzac {{serif{''//[Malkut - Kingship]//''}}}
# Lewis Carroll
# Henry James -- //Portrait of a Lady, The Europeans, The Americans, The Ambassadors, The Golden Bowl//
# Robert Browning
# William Butler Yeats
# Charles Dickens -- __David Copperfield__
# Fyodor Dostoevsky -- __Notes from Underground__ (1864)
# Isaac Babel
# Paul Celan
# Ralph Ellison -- __Invisible Man__ (1952)

"The ascent of man is not made by lovable people. It's made by people who have at least two qualities: an //''immense integrity''// and at least //''a little genius''//." —Jacob Bronowski

Meaning of [[genius]]

Meaning of integrity

inspiration / aspiration
//Do not maintain anger or hatred. Learn to penetrate and transform them when they are still seeds in my consciousness.//
*Daily, I will learn to control and process my anger or darkening thoughts – especially in my words and conduct toward others, as they only deepen my condition of //fear-weakness-avoidance.//
*I will replace dangerous or debilitating thoughts with peaceful and potent ones.
*I will not use physical force (even the 'mildest') in dealing with my family, except in moments of serious danger.
*Instead, I will use the powers of reason, my example/practice/guidance, and compassion for those in my life.  (And everyone there is by my choice.)

*I will enjoy time spent with my family or by myself, and will also work on plans for our happiness, during the times I have previously 'turned off my mind' with obsessive activities, cravings, or pseudo-connection.
*I will not eat to discomfort or past satiation, nor let other pleasures become an anesthetic.

From Pema Chödrön //[[Wisdom of No Escape]]//:
@@font-size: 100%;//Being satisfied with what we already have is a key to being alive in a full, unrestricted, and inspired way.
One of the major obstacles to what is traditionally called enlightenment is resentment, feeling cheated, holding a grudge about who you are, where you are, what you are.//@@
I am reminding myself to not 'nurse a grudge' against another, or against my place in the world. As soon as these feelings arise, turn my attention to my breath; seek to see their nature clearly and understand their origins.

<<tiddler [[Dealing With Anger]]>>

''__Sep 19 - Oct 16__''
<<tiddler [[Dwelling Happily in the Present Moment]]>>

Around mid-October, I shifted my focus toward other things and am not actively progressing through Thich Nhat Hanh's Interbeing Mindfulness Trainings.}}}
Lord Dunsany wrote in "A Good War" (collected in //Unhappy ~Far-Off Things//) in 1919:

Once he sat down to rest on the edge of a crater, weary with such walking as he had never seen before; and after he had stayed there a little while a cat that seemed to have its home in that wild place started suddenly up and leaped away over the weeds. It seemed an animal totally wild, and utterly afraid of man.

Grey bare hills surrounded the waste: a partridge called far off: evening was drawing in. He rose wearily, and yet with a certain fervor, as one that pursues with devotion a lamentable quest. 

… And at last the traveler stopped in the lonely night and looked round him attentively, and appeared to be satisfied that he had come within sight of his journey’s end, although to ordinary eyes the spot to which he had come differed in no way from the rest of the waste.

He went no further, but turned round and round, peering piece by piece at that weedy and cratered earth.

He was looking for the village where he was born.

(Text published and read aloud at "[[A Man of Letters|]]")

//mask nor feathers
belash her flaming
moon-cold eyes,
her kiss
(a feint)//


I beheld it in its dawn,
That sleepless harpy, with its budding wings,
And I considered whether I should yield
All hopes and fears, to live alone with it,
Finding a recompense in its wild eyes;
And when I found that I should perish so,
I bade its wild eyes close from me forever.
-- Robert Browning, from the poem //Pauline: A Fragment of a Confession// (1833)


The last of the Harpyia is described in my story "[[Summoned by Fury|Harpyia]]".

My friend Matheus wrote, "Somehow, I am reminded of a poem in one of Doroothy Sayers' books which would seem to bring your heroine, at some point, to rest."
<part Sayers>
. . . She began to write again, knowing with a deep inner certainty that somehow, after long and bitter wandering, she was once more in her own place.
  Here, //then, at home …//

the center, the middle sea, the heart of the labyrinth …

//Here, then, at home, by no more storms distrest, Stay we our steps—course—flight—hands folded and wings furled.

Here, then at home, by no more storms distrest,
Folding laborious hands we sit, wings furled;
Here in close perfume lies the rose-leaf curled,
Here the sun stands and knows not east nor west,
Here no tide runs; we have come, last and best,
From the wide zone through dizzying circles hurled,
To that still centre where the spinning world
Sleeps on its axis, to the heart of rest.//

Yes; there was something there, though the metre halted monotonously, lacking a free stress-shift, and the chime “dizzying-spinning” was unsatisfactory. The lines swayed and lurched in her clumsy hands, uncontrollable. Still, such as it was, she had an octave.

And there it seemed to end. She had reached the full close, and had nothing more to say. She could find no turn for the sestet to take, no epigram, no change of mood. She put down a tentative line or two and crossed them out. If the right twist would not come of itself, it was useless to manufacture it. She had her image—the world sleeping like a great top on its everlasting spindle—and anything added to that would be mere verse-making. Something might come of it some day. In the meanwhile she had got her mood on to paper—and this is the release that all writers, even the feeblest, seek for&nbsp;.&nbsp;.&nbsp;.

She shut up the notebook, scandal and sonnet together, and began to make her way slowly down the steep path.

-- Dorothy Sayers, //Gaudy Night// (1935)
"… One of my favorite mysteries anywhere, anytime, from the woman I consider the premier mystery writer of the Twentieth Century.  Her books are so damned READABLE."

+++[Notes for the expansion of my short story]
The classical definition of harpies underwent an evolution, starting with Hesiod's //Theogony// in which they were lovely-haired and swifter than the winds … toward more monstrous incarnations ("rapacious" as some said) in later writings such as Virgil's.

My story will reconcile these conflicting reports of the harpies.  Every crime against a female into which they are drawn (particularly those they cannot foil), causes their "range of responsibility" to increase by 20 leagues … and works a transformative process on them.  They increasingly become more fearsome to behold, as they internalize the worst of human nature (and our drives of aggression.)  I don't know if they become //ugly// precisely, but perhaps their presence is so terrible that the writers of antiquity used visual metaphors to convey this transformation.  They start as a gosling -- with an "arrestingly beautiful countenance" like I describe Sceoria, and mature into monsters.  Sceoria grouped herself with "angels and demons" when talking to Randy.

Cut material from my earlier drafts:
//“I feel every actual blow, every breaking heart… and can only sleep in the moments so brief between man's acts of cruelty.”

““I was amused to learn from Quill that you call yourselves //homo sapiens// -- the wise.  Man’s ego has always been his paramount concern.  You may have the keenest gaze of all mortal creatures, but humanity is not so wise as you think.  We Harpyia fight in a deathmatch against the horrors of man.”

“I prefer another name for myself: Virgin Eagle, or //Jungfrauadler//, which I learned from Quill’s harpy-lore. What I gather from human minds around me, by snatching their forgotten thoughts, often rings truest in the German tongue.”
“Somehow, I slipped out of myth and legend, past the //Götterdämmerung//.”  Answering Randy’s blank stare, she added, “This occurred long ago… call it the Twilight, Great Fall, or denouement of the ancient heroes and monsters.  You invented a new mythology to replace us.  Yet I have returned -- the most indocile of all angels and demons, to avenge every fallen maiden.”//
Oxford defines "astrogation" as navigation in outer space (a recent coinage in science fiction literature.)  I instead chose it to mean navigating by the stars at night, not among the stars as in space travel.  Sceoria can fly outside the atmosphere for periods of time with limited oxygen supply. Hence her self-stated ability of “astrogational sense for high night-flying.”
Sceoria has difficulty navigating indoor spaces, congested cities, or in bright daylight. She anchors her own position against the stars and cannot visualize spatial routes or positions on the earth very well (going by any route other than air or the "bird's eye view.”)

Her inert egg was stored in a university library basement for the past 200 years.  It absorbed language in shadowy, subconscious form via the people who came near it -- every book they had ever read, every film they had seen, drawn into the egg before Sceoria was sparked to life.  She does not have coherent access to all this information, but it surfaces when she learns something consciously (and speeds her language acquisition.)  Archaic vocabulary comes naturally to her, due to the academic setting her egg resided in.

Sceoria has perfect recall of every acre of land her sire golden eagle flew over in his lifetime. That portion of his consciousness was transmitted to her, which she consciously credits to him. She does not associate her early pre-hatching memories of the dark, enclosed protection of her egg with her father eagle’s act of loyalty guarding and keeping her warm for 42 days (while eating very little.)  Randy eventually points out this irony to her.  Incidentally, the actual incubation time of golden eagles does average 42 days.

Love is difficult for Sceoria to understand.  Being born into a world with no older harpies, she was never nurtured by her own kind, nor received maternal protection and love. This leaves her at a deficit showing tenderness to other creatures.  She ended up with Quill by no choice of her own, because he was the discoverer of her egg.  Then, somewhat inexplicably, she drew another human male to her (Randy.)

The old man's name is Quill, chosen by Sceoria, because he acts as her scribe.  With bird talons, she cannot grasp a writing utensil, so he writes for her.  A word she would use for scribe is //amanuensis// -- literally "slave at handwriting".

Sceoria misread the schoolteacher's motives toward the extreme negative. He was sincerely in love with this particular student (or so he told himself and her.)  Although he had indeed crossed social boundaries with two previous students, once while they were drinking, he had never forced himself on a woman, nor drugged one. He was not a predator.  Sceoria would not admit to her uncertainty, but this was the reason she knocked him unconscious and did him no further physical harm.  She intervened on the //chance// that he might "stupefy" the girl, but she did not actually foresee this.  (Precognition is imperfect among harpies.)

One of her powers, common to all harpies, is that Sceoria can psychically sense fear or pain -- especially in human brains not activated by the neurochemicals more predominant in males (meaning in the women and children who are within her current "range of responsibility.")

A quote from research about gender and violence: 
> "It has been determined that men are much more physically violent than women... Jones discussed how certain neurochemicals are associated with criminal behavior. These neurochemicals might be more active in men, but women can still grow up in environments in which certain tendencies are brought on." (Lisa C. Burt)
The thought processes accompanied by "male typical" neurochemicals are more opaque to her. Sceoria can sense impending aggression, and she can "read the record of their guilt" if they have committed acts which they know to be a violation of their community's moral standards (even if they choose to disregard these.)  Apart from that, she cannot empathize with male motives that are more benign to women, nor understand their thought processes.  She does sense when females act with aggression, neglect, or cruelty -- particularly toward children.

She is immature, even if superhuman.  She has spent the past year with Quill.  She has an IQ equivalence upper-average to high among humans, with phenomenal memory powers and the intuitive abilities described above.  Emotionally and socially, she functions around an early "adolescent" harpy -- like a very intelligent, precocious, self-assured young woman.  She tends to carry herself like "royalty" with a strong sense of entitlement and superiority to humans.
Her immaturity leads to errors of judgment.  She is completely isolated from all other mortal and immortal creatures.  As she spends more time with Randy, he comes to understand she is lonely and verging on somewhat neurotic.

Sceoria has built a mental storehouse of "named experiences" from the people around her.  Early on, she frequently asked Quill to clarify words for her, and later Randy performs the same function.  (She delights in having dictionary definitions or etymologies read to her.)  Some of her speech patterns remind me of Madeleine L'Engle's "Mrs. Who", a supernatural character who spoke in epigrams.  She "showed both an encyclopedic range of knowledge/memory //and// a struggle to verbalize in the "local dialect."  {{grem{(As described on the [[blog|]] of another L'Engle fan.)}}}

//"She knows every name"// – a possible title for one section of the book. Word vocabulary is a function of naming things and concepts, whether concrete or abstract.  Sceoria absorbs the names and “word labels” invented by humans from a variety of languages.  The more people she interacts with who employ a certain vocabulary, who have memories of named people or things, the larger these names and entities come to loom in her mind.  //Fictional// characters with predominance in mythology, music, classic prose, etc. – or those with a significant "mind share" in the modern population of the past 200 years, particularly near the university where her egg resided – sometimes become confused in Sceoria's mind with living people.

Sceoria can very often sense the perfect name -- the //je ne sais quoi// (that 'something special' quality which cannot be described or named easily) -- or //Sprachgefühl// (Sprache 'language' +‎ Gefühl 'feeling').

Elaborating on the vigesimal (base 20) expansion of her range, measured in leagues -- from her hatching, it grew to 20, 40, 60, 80 … 340, 360, 380, 400, (then jumping to 20^^2^^ or 400 increments), 400, 800, 1200, 1600, 2000 …
The maximum reached by any previous harpy was 3600 leagues, or half the earth's circumference.  (This measure of 3600 leagues is within 0.2% of the actual circumference at the equator.)  At one time, the last two harpies before Sceoria covered the whole planet. With that incredible responsibility, they only flew to intervene in the gravest crimes which they sensed.

I do not envision Sceoria’s story taking her to this expansive duty. At the time when  Randy meets her, she has intervened in 8 crimes since she hatched.  (Now at a 160 league range.)  Twelve more will expand her range to 400 leagues; the next (her twenty-first), will jump it up to 800 leagues (equivalent to 2,762 miles. Note this is approaching the distance from the U.S. east to west coastlines.)  I suspect the progression will go at least that far in my story.

At some point in my story, she will need to find a different way to live, or depart from the Earth.


Classical sources from the [[Theoi Project|]]:
//Hesiod, Theogony 265 ff (trans. ~Evelyn-White) (Greek epic C8th or C7th B.C.)://
"Now Thaumas married a daughter of deep-running Okeanos, Elektra (Electra), and she bore him swift-footed Iris, the rainbow, and the ''Harpyiai (Harpies) of the lovely hair'', Okypete (Ocypete) and Aello, and these two in the speed of their wings keep pace with the blowing winds, or birds in flight, as they soar and swoop, high aloft."

//Hesiod, Catalogues of Women Fragment 14 (trans. ~Evelyn-White) (Greek epic C8th or C7th B.C.)://
"[Atalanta ran] as swift as a Harpyia (Harpy)."
Their place of abode is either the islands called Strophades (Virg. Aen. iii. 210), a place at the entrance of Orcus (vi. 289), or a cave in Crete.

//Apollonius Rhodius, Argonautica 2. 179 ff (trans. Rieu) (Greek epic C3rd B.C.)://
"With as little warning as a whirlwind or a lightning flash, they [the Harpyiai, Harpies] dropped from the clouds . . . [and in their speed] they outstripped the storm winds from the West."

//Virgil, Aeneid 3. 209 ff (trans. ~Day-Lewis) (Roman epic C1st B.C.)://
"Bird-bodied, girl-faced things they [the Harpyiai, Harpies] are; abominable their droppings, their hands are talons, their faces haggard with hunger insatiable."

Note:  According to legend, the Strophades islands' name, meaning "Islands of Turning," refers to Zetes and Calaïs, sons of Boreas, who voyaged with the Argonauts. Zetes and Calaïs rescued Phineus from the Harpies. They succeeded in driving the monsters away but did not kill them, as a request from the [Harpies' sister] goddess of the rainbow, Iris, who promised that Phineas would not be bothered by the Harpies again. They were turned back at the Strophades by Iris while continuing their pursuit of the creatures.
> "What consitutes a ''basic unit of cybermedia'' will be an important consideration for those who design its interface. A “basic unit” is the smallest fragment within a medium that can be taken out or isolated and still be enjoyed or understood as a complete work; that is, a fragment possessing closure." (Mindy ~McAdams)
Adrian Miles says in "[[Hypertext syntagmas: cinematic narration with links|]]":
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;~McAdams offers a rather elegant definition of minimal units, though it is not without its problems (what would a basic unit of a painting or a musical score be?) What is relevant to this discussion is that the concept of closure described requires a notion of narrative closure, even minimally, and when considered in this manner it becomes clear that, like cinema, hypertextual narrative closure (as narrative units) are formed in [[syntagm]]atic series, of variable length and variety.

Definition of ''unit'':
An individual thing or person regarded as ''single'' and ''complete'' but which can also form an individual component ''of a larger or more complex whole'' -- from the Latin //unus// meaning "one," origin 1570; coined by John Dee as a translation of Greek //mónas// (previously rendered as //unity//), perhaps influenced by //digit//.

"[[Fractal]] complexity may not always be resolvable into easily ''grasped units'' of detail and scale…" (from [[Wikipedia|]].)
The [[possibility space]] in which they propagate is vast and interconnected, possessing //holism// (an overused term) and distinct ''parts''…

The basic units are ''beads'' within Hermann [[Hesse]]'s Glass Bead Game:
> <<tiddler [[Glass Bead Game/BeadTiddler]]>>
These units are sometimes called ''nodes'' within a [[wiki|What Is A Wiki]], and their implementations in computer software vary.  They are termed ''cards'' in [[Wagn]]; ''tiddlers'' in ~TiddlyWiki, and built on the idea "that information is more useful and reusable if we cut it up into the smallest semantically meaningful chunks – tiddlers – and give them titles so that they can be structured with links, tags, lists and macros." //See [[WikiStructure]]//
> Other systems have analogous concepts with more prosaic names: like "items", "entries", "entities". Even though "tiddler" is a vaguely preposterous name it at least has the virtue of being confusingly distinctive rather than confusingly generic. ([[Jeremy Ruston]])
On a practical note, Gene [[Gendlin|Felt Sense]] reminds us:
> <<tiddler countervailingGBG/Gendlin>>
Going back to the etymologies, as I so often do:
[[Monk|Journey's Etymologies]] < monakhos ‘individual or solitary’ < Greek //mónos// ‘alone’ < //mónas// (unit) -- which inspired monads and the Monadology philosophy of Leibniz:
"Monads are manifest, since they are everywhere, and there is no extension without monads. They are, then, the ''plenum'', that is to say, the condition of an infinitely dense universe, but nevertheless they are unextended." {{grem{(What exactly does this mean?)}}}

"Encompass worlds, but never try to encompass me,
I crowd your sleekest and best words by simply looking toward you.
Writing and talk do not prove me,
I carry the [[plenum of proof|origin of all poems]] and every thing else in my face…"
''1. We live in miserando [or dukkha]: we suffer, strive, and grasp intertwined with all of living.''
"He finds himself surrounded by problems he can neither totally understand nor conveniently reject as unintelligible, such as time, life, death, or the existence of a universe. He is also driven by aspirations whose goals he cannot hope to reach, yet cannot accept as unreachable…
More basically, man is a desiring, suffering, death-conscious, hence time-conscious, creature."
(J.T. Fraser //[[Of Time, Passion, and Knowledge|Human condition]]//)
''2. Miserando rises from attachment: from blind human will to power and pleasure.  Craving and suffering are two faces of an untamed will.

3. I embrace and transcend miserando.  Every day offers a new start to tend the Seed of Perfection, if we nurture our bodies and relationships, honoring the sanctity of all life.''
* "Dethrone ourselves from the center of our world and put another there, and __[[honor|Charter for Compassion]]__ the inviolable sanctity of every single human being."
* [[Miserando atque Eligendo|Evangelii Gaudium]] –  Father Francis
* In part, we //embrace and transcend// dukkha by [[maturing to finiteness]].
* NEWSTART - nutrition, exercise, water, sunshine, temperance, air, rest, and trust in our relationships divine and human.

''4. This is Ground-Divine; here we make peace. Walk the noble path, practicing''
*[[Right View]] [Attention] - The first three truths; seeing I and You clearly; maintaining this mindfulness.
*Right Intention - //Walk cheerfully over the world, answering the ~G-D of [[every one|Quaker]]//.
** Aspiration for [[Interbeing|Interbeing Mindfulness Trainings]]: with this, ignorance and fear diminish; wisdom and compassion grow.
*Right Conduct - Simplicity, Peace, Integrity, Community, Equality, ~Self-Realization
** Conduct over Credo
*Right Speech - Integrity, Community
*Right Livelihood - Integrity, Community, Stewardship: //what will you bring to being?//
*Right Effort [Concentration] - //Awarely choose Love.//
** Stewardship of [[οφαλ|Oikos Philos Anthropos Logos]] //and// ~Self-Realization, determined by our concentrated efforts and requiring Trust: itself a developmental need that precedes any wished-for or alleged Faith.

<part words>

''Avoid the lure of words as a substitute for living!''

Or as Thoreau [[wrote|]]: "How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live!"

The death of [[Tanha]] and [[Quenchless thirst]]; end of the 'thinker' and thirst for becoming, is succeeded by the plenitude of //Life.//
Be aware of the //total conditions about an organism// – our environs

//environ // and //encyclo // both mean to en[[circle|widening the circle]]

The volume of education continues to increase, yet so do pollution, exhaustion of resources, and the dangers of ecological catastrophe. If still more education is to save us, it would have to be education of a different kind: //''an education that takes us into the depth of things.''//
– E. F. Schumacher (written 1974, published 1997)

//No problem can be solved from the same consciousness that created it.  We have to learn to see the world anew.//
– Albert Einstein
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(See the blog post "[[Einstein Enigmatic Quote|]]" which attempted to trace the context of this quote.)

The world partly becomes – comes to be – how it is imagined.
– Gregory Bateson, //Mind and Nature: A Necessary Unity//
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(This quote originally discovered 11/11/2011.)

The advances in scientific thought come from a combination of loose and strict thinking, and this combination is the most precious tool of science.
– Gregory Bateson, "Culture Contact and [[Schismogenesis|schismogenesis]]" (1935)

//There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.//
Shakespeare (Hamlet, II, ii)

The challenge of sustainability goes far beyond that of environmentalism.  The question is whether we can fulfill our unique potential as human beings, to understand our behavior and its consequences.  To do this, we must be prepared to discard our prejudices, and to review every area of human life.
– Anthony Clayton and Nicholas Radcliffe, 1996

The development of [[ecological|Ecology]] understanding is not simply another subject to be learnt but a fundamental change in the way we view the world.
– John Lyle, 1994
Lying is universal -- we //all// do it. Therefore, the wise thing is for us diligently to train ourselves to lie thoughtfully, judiciously; to lie with a good object, and not an evil one; to lie for others' advantage, and not our own; to lie healingly, charitably, humanely, not cruelly, hurtfully, maliciously; to lie gracefully and graciously, not awkwardly and clumsily; to lie firmly, frankly, squarely, with head erect, not haltingly, tortuously, with pusillanimous mien, as being ashamed of our high calling… Then -- I am but a new and feeble student in this gracious art; I cannot instruct //this// club.

-- "On the Decay of the Art of Lying", by Mark Twain (1880), for a meeting of the Historical and Antiquarian Club of Hartford, Connecticut


Lying, the telling of beautiful untrue things, is the proper aim of Art…
Art never expresses anything but itself. It has an independent life, just as Thought has, and develops purely on its own lines.  It is not necessarily realistic in an age of realism, nor spiritual in an age of faith.  So far from being the creation of its time, it is usually in direct opposition to it, and the only history that it preserves for us is the history of its own progress. Sometimes it returns upon its footsteps, and revives some antique form… at other times it entirely anticipates its age, and produces in one century work that it takes another century to understand, to appreciate and to enjoy.

-- "The Decay of Lying", by Oscar Wilde (1891)


… Will he stay and tell lies about the approximate life that they ascribe to him and become just like them all, with his whole face? Will he divide himself between the delicate truthfulness of his will and the clumsy deception that spoils it even for him? Will he forsake becoming what might harm those in his family? …
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;No, he'll go away.

-- //[[The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge]]//, by Rainer Maria Rilke (1910)


//Waiting for a lie that's true// -- "[[This Is]]" by Aslan

"I had spoken the [[language of shaping]]…nothing said in that language can be a lie." -- Neil Gaiman

"Honesty is the [[devil's torch]] they say…" -- [[lily]]

"I don't want to lie anymore… The world outside this room is REAL, and you must learn to live in the real world while keeping your vision." (written [[2001-03-11]])
[img(75%,)[Chungliang in Tao of Bach|][]]
{{serif{//Throw our arms out to the unknown universe, and say simply, “I accept.”//}}}
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I have sat down to write Chungliang Huang, carried along by //wu-wei:// "to act without forcing -- to move in accordance with the flow of nature's course which is signified by the word Tao, and is best understood from watching the dynamics of water… Sometimes true learning surprises you when it emerges.  This is what we call wu-wei."  (So it was described in his book //Embrace Tiger, Return to Mountain: The Essence of Tai Chi//, published in 1973.)

My last letter was to [[Steve Andreas|Letter to Steve Andreas]], the founder of Real People Press.  Our conversation was brief and centered on the work of creating an //unconscious// change to life's problems, as they are called.  Three-and-a-half years ago, I knew what was needed -- to //''come back into my physical body'',// and I quote from my journal: "Get out of my head and be among people; exercise my limbs and muscles, my balance, strength, and response -- perhaps through dance, yoga, or t'ai chi?"  I sensed the start of a "cure", but I took no action.  I'd never attempted any of those arts and felt unsure of how to begin.

So now I //begin// with this letter, October 16, 2016 --

Dear Chungliang,

I've spent part of the last three days listening to your teachings during my work-day commute.  I watched videos which included interviews of you, your dance performances, and excerpts from //The Tao of Bach//.  I watched you demonstrate Chinese calligraphy, explain ~Yin-Yang, tai-ji, and bring to life the concepts of centering and balance.  Within this video //The Tao of Bach: Project Images//, I found the picture of you with outstretched arms, which I attached to this letter.}}}
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: The still images are accompanied by //[[Air on the G String|]]//, a violin arrangement -- one might say a "remix" in today's language -- which altered the second movement of Johann Sebastian Bach's Orchestral Suite No. 3, about 150 years after the original composition.
I also enjoyed this second video for a glimpse into your personal development as a ~Chinese-American artist:

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In this talk you said: "I realized I needed to really follow what is in my heart.  Dance was //it.//  Performing was //it//…  So, I found a little niche, I found a way I could make myself unique and //honest// -- that's what helped me to become who I am."

You emphasized one word especially -- //''honest''// -- and that is how I long to live, more urgently than ever!

Certain teachings you imparted this week remain strong and vivid in my mind:

"Perfect balance" is never attained; the closest to perfect balance is death.  Our practice is to go back and forth between //off-balance// and a return to our center.  During an interview while you were demonstrating Tai Ji dance, you said that "losing balance" allows us to come back to center.  Here is my interpretation: a mistake is actually counter-point or contrast -- the raw material of a more complex harmony.  It allows us to deviate from our fixed plan or choreographed steps, so the "mis-step" can //revitalize// our dance as we find the next step to follow it.

I've known that somewhere in my life, I want to dance; more basically I want and //need// to inhabit my body once again.  Even now as I rearrange words on a digital screen, and my intellect seems so busy and "in charge", I sense how incomplete this letter is, if //''I do not dance and learn to express my body's powers.''//

During these last three days, I asked a friend of mine who practices Tai Ji (but has moved some distance away) for a referral of where I may take classes.  He recommended someone in my neighboring city who received instruction at Naropa University in Boulder, Colorado.  I sent this teacher an email, and am committing to follow through on this contact, or keep looking until the teacher is found.  I will make a sincere attempt at learning and practicing Tai Ji.  Then see what unfolds.

I plan to write my next letter to the cellist David Darling ([[#165|]]), whose music I loved years before I heard the name Chungliang Huang.  Then I learned that David was one of your collaborators in //The Tao of Bach// -- so again, the path materializes before me.

For your awareness, I'm publishing this letter on my blog [[|]] -- also known as //One Thousand Conversations//.  If you have the interest or time to write back, please let me know if I may publish your response on the blog.  Do you object to any of the content I've assembled in this message -- your image, the videos, or quoting your words?  I will remove any or correct their presentation as you wish.

I welcome any comments or suggestions regarding my direction, and that of //One Thousand Conversations//, from you or your colleagues at the Living Tao Foundation.

Thank you for the gift of your insights and creative vision to the world.

//Excerpts from your last Living Tao Foundation [[newsletter|]] follow -- an exchange of letters://

Autumn 2016

Dear Living Tao friends:

The Spring and Summer, since my last newsletter to you, has come to a gratifying conclusion…

In spite of the constant bombardment of news of disasters in the world, both natural and manmade, and our split American government and lack of civility with feuding parties for the coming presidential election, we must continue to sustain our faith in a better world unfolding in the future for our future generations. It is difficult to maintain our inner equilibrium, but we must learn to trust in our heart and mind in the ever-changing constant TAO.

One final note that I wish to share with you. You will receive the announcement of a celebratory party to honor my 4 decades of teaching in Europe soon, and my 80th birth year in Winterthur [Switzerland] on April 15, 2017…

In my 80th year, I have been contemplating Confucian writings about harmonious aging. Many of you have heard my telling of what Confucius said about his journey as lifelong student.

Reaching the age of ''15'' with a will to learn; at
''30'' to have established the rightful position; at
''40'' to avoid temptation to be led into confusion; at
''50'' to have finally understood his destiny, the mandate from heaven; by
''60'' to be free from the dualism of contradiction and ambivalence; and
only when Confucius had reached his
''70th'' year, was he able to follow his heart's desire, without going astray.

Since Confucius only lived to be in his mid 70s, he was not able to impart further wisdom on what and how he might have envisioned his life at 80 or on reaching 90. Therefore, we must venture forth with our own interpretation of what might have taken place in his Heart, if he had continued to live into his Sagely age. For myself, after much thoughtful contemplation, I have come up with this:

''At 80'', I wish to return to the simplicity and innocence of a child, sustaining a perpetual sense of wonder and hope. I wish to realize a joyful practice/discipline of “~Body-Mind-Spirit in Harmony”, and to “Follow My Bliss” in my "LIVING TAO" Way of Being Myself, spontaneous and naturally so, as Wind and Water – free to be as “Fish in Water and Bird in Flight!”

Anticipate to see this wish to become a commemorative T-shirt and a Poster next year.

[img[Chungliang's 80th Year Message|][]]
unbleached silk, pure; simple; unmixed; genuine
uncarved block; also naturally simple, before it is refined or fixed to be artificial
childlike, truthful and real
nature; natural; naturally so; self-so-ness
like Wind like Water, flowing naturally at ease with oneself
the TAO, ultimate reality in life, The Way
at ease in life, naturally as Fish in water, swimmingly well
at ease in life naturally as Bird in flight—thriving, soaring

@@color:grey;__Further Notes__:

On [[page 62|]] of //Embrace Tiger, Return to Mountain//, Chungliang started with someone's observation of tai ji, and built upon the metaphor of "training like a hound":
"Whatever you're doing reminds me of wild animals.  You have the same kind of freedom and balance and rhythm.  But the spine of the trained racehound is different."

I said, "Yes.  Racehounds are trained to achieve a particular purpose, to run fast.  Hopefully, we will not become racehounds."  In tai ji, we do not train ourselves so our bodies are distorted in one way to achieve something special…

In the beginning I was in danger of being trained like a hound because I wanted to be the best of that particular school of tai ji chuan.  Each one of us probably has that need and has the desire to get the //best// master, the //best// teacher.  ''But you don't really learn from your master; you learn from your body as you practice.''  I never teach the form exactly the way it was handed down to me, because after I have practiced so many years I don't really remember exactly how the master asked me to do that first gesture.  If you really learn tai ji well, it becomes your own creation.  The first tai ji master created tai ji out of the enlightenment of his own nature, out of his awareness of his body.
There is a personal irony for me reading this simile, recalling that two trainers of race hounds met each other in 1979, which led to my birth.

<html><a name="LKM"/></html>//Caption to the picture of Chungliang with outstretched arms:// My friend Lily wrote these words for an entirely different purpose, but they capture my impression of Chungliang.  You can read her [[original passage here|god myth]].
!You Will Not Take My Heart Alive
Joanna Newsom

And what do you remember most?
The line of the sea, seceding the coast?
Fine capillaries, glowing with cars?
The comfort you drew from the light of the stars?

And how long did you climb that night,
with the ice in your lungs, on the rungs of the light?
Beyond recall, you severed all strings
to everyone, and everything.

Oh, silent, constant driver of mine:
wordlessly calling from the end of the line,
where, even though each hour I ever loved
must queue and dive,
still, you will not take my heart, alive.
You will not take my heart, alive.
You will not take my heart, alive.
You will not take my heart.

In martial wind, and in clarion rain, 
we minced into battle, wincing in pain; 
not meant for walking, backs bound in twine:
not angel or devil,
but level, in time.

And I rose, to take my shape at last,
from the dreams that had dogged me, through every past,
when, to my soul, the body would say
You may do what you like,
as long as you stay.

Now the towns and forests, highways and plains,
fall back in circles like an emptying drain.
And I won't come round this way again,
where the lonely wind abides,
and you will not take my heart, alive.
You will not take my heart, alive.
You will not take my heart, alive.
You will not take my heart, alive.
You will not take my heart, alive.
You will not take my heart, alive.
You will not take my heart, alive.
You will not take my heart.
Everything is interwoven, and the web is holy;
none of its parts are unconnected.
They are composed harmoniously, and together they compose the world.
One world, made up of all things.
One divinity, present in them all.
One substance and one law—the //logos// that all rational beings share.
–Marcus Aurelius //Meditations//, Book 7, Passage 9
as translated by Gregory Hays


From Wikipedia, below are some quotations from major Stoic philosophers, selected to illustrate common Stoic beliefs:

"Freedom is secured not by the fulfilling of men's desires, but by the removal of desire." (iv.1.175)
"Where is the good? In the will. Where is the evil? In the will. Where is neither of them? In those things that are independent of the will." (ii.16.1)
"Man is disturbed not by things, but by the views he takes of them." (Ench. 5)
"If, therefore, any be unhappy, let him remember that he is unhappy by reason of himself alone." (iii.24.2)
"I am formed by nature for my own good: I am not formed for my own evil." (iii.24.83)

Marcus Aurelius:
"Get rid of the judgment, get rid of the 'I am hurt,' you are rid of the hurt itself." (viii.40)
"Everything is right for me that is right for you, O Universe. Nothing for me is too early or too late that comes in due time for you. Everything is fruit to me that your seasons bring, O Nature. From you are all things, in you are all things, to you all things return." (iv.23)
"If you work at that which is before you, following right reason seriously, vigorously, calmly, without allowing anything else to distract you, but keeping your divine part pure, as if you were bound to give it back immediately; if you hold to this, expecting nothing, but satisfied to live now according to nature, speaking heroic truth in every word that you utter, you will live happy. And there is no man able to prevent this." (iii.12)
"How ridiculous and how strange to be surprised at anything that happens in life!" (xii.13)
"Outward things cannot touch the soul, not in the least degree; nor have they admission to the soul, nor can they turn or move the soul; but the soul turns and moves itself alone." (v 19)
"Because your own strength is unequal to the task, do not assume that it is beyond the powers of man; but if anything is within the powers and province of man, believe that it is within your own compass also" (vi.19)
"Or is it your reputation that's bothering you? But look at how soon we're all forgotten. The abyss of endless time that swallows it all. The emptiness of those applauding hands." (iv.3)

Say to yourself in the early morning: I shall meet today ungrateful, violent, treacherous, envious, uncharitable men. All of these things have come upon them through ignorance of real good and ill... I can neither be harmed by any of them, for no man will involve me in wrong, nor can I be angry with my kinsman or hate him; for we have come into the world to work together... –//Meditations//, Book 2
| Laying in our hammock, outside in the dark while early fireworks exploded around me, and darkness met the boundaries of light spilling out from our house, I felt a moment of repose and calm.  Summer breeze.  A dog and a man both acting like boys at times.  And you, a loving friend.  Ours.   (7-2-05) |
5-10-05}}} {{dialog{

When you are hurting close your eyes -- feel the touch of my hand on your shoulder, see the smile in my eyes, smell the scent of lavender, taste butterscotch and hear these words

"I believe in you"
"Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. //''Live the questions now.''// Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer."

[img[Live the questions now - by Rilke|][]]

Rainer Maria [[Rilke]]
Letter Four (16 July 1903) from //Letters to a Young Poet//
''Two instrumental pieces I find especially beautiful:''

//Adagio for Strings// (1936) composed by [[Samuel Barber|]] when he was 26 years old.

//[[Air on the G String|]]//, a violin arrangement -- one might say a "remix" in today's language -- which altered the second movement of Johann Sebastian Bach's Orchestral Suite No. 3, about 150 years after the original composition.

''//Written to my friend Ryan://''

I'm a little embarrassed to admit the breadth of my musical exposure prior to October 25, 2000 when I started working at Strite Widgets Company:

* Enya (everything she released)
* A classical period from age 11 to 13 — maybe because I thought that's what smart people listened to. That mostly ceased by the 8th grade.
* The 1994 //Pure Moods// album
* Elton John (primarily his //Love Songs// compilation -- notably //[[Blessed]]//)
* Yanni
* Natalie Merchant's //Tigerlily//
* Sarah ~McLachlan
* Rock music which my [[Dad|sharing ourselves in music]] listened to, but I tried to tune out
** But I did enjoy U2 (//Heartland// is a favorite song; I also love the //Boy// and //Joshua Tree// albums, as well as their most recent album including //The Troubles// and //Song for Someone//.)
** and to a much lesser extent The Moody Blues
* My Mom listened to Wynonna Judd, and I have a certain fondness and nostalgia for her.

And that's it.  I didn't pay attention to any song (I can remember) all the way through that played on the radio from 1982-2000.

When kids at school asked me what music I listened to, I said "None."  I hated the question, which only accentuated my social awkwardness.

My ex-wife introduced me to a lot of music: Alanis Morisette, Stevie Nicks, the Indigo Girls, and Lilith Fair type stuff.  She also discovered [[Mumford & Sons|design, alignment & cry]] before I did.

I still don't listen to music on the radio, ever.  Just NPR.  That's what introduced me to the Nebraska-born [[Bright Eyes|Waste of Paint]] (Conor Oberst), and a few other artists I can't recall off-hand.

I fell in love with the harpist Joanna [[Newsom]] after one of my prior therapists gave me an album by her for Christmas.

An odd musical history.

//(I forgot to mention the cellist David Darling.  I feel a particular love for string music.)//


''other musical strands:''

"Music is perhaps the art that presents the most philosophical puzzles."
-- "[[The Philosophy of Music|]]" by Andrew Kania, Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy

[[a fugal theme]] revealed by Paul [[Pilkington|1000 lifeline notes/JustKnecht]], "a classically trained musician with a lifelong interest in the relationship between music and mathematics."

[[gamut]] -- the range of notes of a voice or instrument

"These rules, the sign language and grammar of the [[Game|Glass Bead Game]], constitute a kind of highly developed language drawing upon several sciences and arts, but ''especially mathematics and music''.  [This language is] capable of expressing and establishing interrelationships between the content and conclusions of nearly all disciplines."
-- Hermann Hesse

I wrote that ''poetics'' and ''technics'' bond to make [[music]]
-- the creative [[genres]] imagined through a DNA metaphor
''James Augustine Joyce'' (2 February 1882 – 13 January 1941) was an Irish novelist and poet who contributed to the modernist avant-garde.

"For myself, I always write about Dublin, because if I can get to the heart of Dublin I can get to the heart of all the cities of the world. In the particular is contained the universal."

//Et ignotas animum dimittit in artes.//
("And he turned his mind to unknown arts.")
— Ovid, Epigraph to //A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man// (1916)

"What is so staggering about //Ulysses// is the fact that behind a thousand veils nothing lies hidden; that it turns neither toward the mind nor toward the world, but, as cold as the moon looking on from cosmic space, allows the drama of growth, being, and decay to pursue its course."
— Carl [[Jung]]

Bloomsday is a commemoration and celebration of the life of Irish writer James Joyce during which the events of his novel //Ulysses// (which is set on 16 June 1904) are relived. It is observed annually on 16 June in Dublin and elsewhere.  The name is derived from Leopold Bloom, the protagonist of //Ulysses//.

From //Ulysses//:
<part QuakerLibrarian>A man of [[genius]] makes no mistakes.  His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.  Portals of discovery opened to let in the quaker librarian …

What's in a name?  That's what we ask ourselves in childhood when we write the [[name|Evocative Words/name]] that we are told is ours.  A star, a daystar, a firedrake, rose at his birth.

… He returns after a life of absence to that spot of earth where he was born, where he has always been, man and boy, a silent witness and there, his journey of life ended, he plants his mulberrytree in the earth. Then dies. The motion is ended. 

{{grem{[jumping to another passage]}}}

-- That's very interesting because that brother motive, don't you know, we find also in the old Irish myths.  Just what you say.  The three brothers Shakespeare.  In Grimm too …

The quaker librarian springhalted near.
-- I should like to know, he said, which brother you… I understand you to suggest there was misconduct with one of the brothers… But perhaps I am anticipating?
: //(noun) springhalt -- An involuntary convulsive movement of the muscles of either hind leg in the horse, by which the leg is suddenly and unduly raised from the ground and lowered again with unnatural force; also, the nervous disorder on which such movements depend, and the resulting gait.//
: Thomas W. Lyster, "[[the quaker librarian|]]," was an actual Dubliner who served as director of the Ireland National Library from 1895 to 1920.
''Gathered on the palindromic [[6/16/16|numerology]]:''

Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love. But always meeting ourselves.

Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.

INELUCTABLE MODALITY OF THE VISIBLE: AT LEAST THAT IF NO MORE, thought through my eyes. Signatures of all things //I am here to read//, seaspawn and seawrack, the nearing tide, that rusty boot. Snotgreen, bluesilver, rust: coloured signs. Limits of the diaphane. But he adds: in bodies.

When one reads these strange pages of one long gone one feels that one is at one with one who once…
His other work //[[Finnegans Wake]]// is a work of "comic prose" <part Wake>significant for its experimental style and resulting reputation as one of the most difficult works of fiction in the English language.
Written in Paris over a period of seventeen years, and published in 1939, two years before the author's death, //Finnegans Wake// was Joyce's final work. The entire book is written in a largely idiosyncratic language, consisting of a mixture of standard English lexical items, neologisms, multilingual puns and portmanteau words, which many critics believe attempts to recreate the experience of sleep and dreams.

Owing to the work's expansive linguistic experiments, stream of consciousness writing style, literary allusions, free dream associations, and its abandonment of the conventions of plot and character construction, //Finnegans Wake// remains largely unread by the general public.
For a personal and lexically less tangled glimpse into Joyce's mind, I suggest //Giacomo Joyce://
''stars-and'' waning heaven-stillness-and
stillness deeper-stillness of
''annihilation-and'' [[her voice|stars-and-annihilation-and-her-voice]]
| December 14, 2003 -- On the way to our wedding, let me tell you why: because there is no one else like you; and creating is better with you; I love myself more with you; because I want to always know that we are not apart; because I want the world to know that I am part of you; my alone world is better because of you; and, because, I love you, Lily. |
Etymology: <  ancient Greek τέχνη art, craft (see techno- comb. form).

  An art, skill, or craft; a technique, principle, or method by which something is achieved or created. Also: a product of this, a work of art.

2006 Believer Mar. 12/1
"Questions about Kafka's relation to what might be called the technê of image making, the rendering of life into a haunting semblance of itself."
Lily Cara,
 I forgot that today was Friday until you told me.  As we said goodbye, the tears flared in my nose (where I always feel them first) and panicky, tremulous emotions quivered inside.  Friday.  We own our home.  We have been married for four months.  Pockets of non-human life are thriving around me: aquatic, root-bound, air fern, Lucifer.

[[(4-16-04)|kiss of words]]

| {{dialog{It is "I do" not voodoo that makes __our__ universe sound -- two tempermental sorts were never better matched -- I am forever grateful to a B&N trip where coffee was shared & lives forever changed -- today a wonderful commemoration & anew }}} &nbsp; (2-15-04) |
| Time is passing so quickly, and somehow it's been six months since I last wrote in this book.  This has been an era of "cocoa conferences" and routines and comfortable familiarity.  I have at last settled into our new home and appreciate what we have made.  You are making breakfast sandwiches right now.  It is a normal morning.  Thank you for these days. (10-12-04) |
9-8-04}}} {{dialog{ Just a year ago you wrote:

I believe in our cabin dream and anticipate living the dream!  I am anxious to plan more…
We have come so far and are headed for our dreams -- there is nothing we can't achieve -- I love you my husband … my friend}}}

| I know that when I feel the need, I can lay my heart bare to you without fear.  This can be my 10-year [[anniversary|2010-05-08]] record: That I have a home and a life with my anam cara.  I am hurting, but it ebbs with my happiness.  I am who and where I need to be with you, Luke, and Ashley. |
12-19-04}}} {{dialog{

Even when we are many miles apart I feel very close to you.

I love you

I miss you

Hi! ☺
If I [[get it all down|write it]] on paper, it's no longer
Inside of me //threatening the life it belongs to//

And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
'Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them however you want to

-- From the song "Breathe (2 AM)" by Anna Nalick
Sister Cecile (Cecelia) Gertken, O.S.B., was born February 7, 1902 in Richmond, MN, the eleventh of Luke and Margaret (Schneider) Gertken's thirteen children. One brother died in infancy, the remaining four became Benedictine monks. Seven of the eight girls joined St. Benedict's Monastery. Their father, a renowned teacher and organist, was a great role model. All of the Gertken children sang and read music. Sister Cecile earned the B.A. degree in piano at the College of Saint Benedict in 1925, entered St. Benedict's Monastery in 1926 and professed vows on July 11, 1928.

From 1928 to 1960 Sister Cecile taught piano and band instruments, and directed choirs in schools in Bismarck, ND; Mauston, WI; St. Cloud, Wadena, Watkins, Robbinsdale, Sauk Centre and Long Prairie. In 1943 she began attending summer sessions at the U. of MN. There, composing accompaniments for the "Opus Dei," Sister was led to the principles of modal accompaniment and described them in her book, CHANT MELODIES SIMPLIFIED, published by the Liturgical Press in 1960. Between 1961 and 1975 Sister Cecile taught piano and chant at the College of Saint Benedict. Here she was awarded the rank of Professor Emerita.

Vatican II's approval of the vernacular for liturgical prayer prompted her to devote her talents to preserving the ancient chant melodies, fitting them to English translations of the new Mass texts, and to translating and adapting antiphons and hymns for the Divine Office. Her goal was to provide assurance that the ancient Gregorian chant would not be lost. Her booklets of Mass ordinaries, and for monastic prayer hours, published from 1975 to 1993, culminated with SEASONAL HYMNS OF THE LIBER HYMNARIUS. Her contributions became known in many parts of the world. Requests for her booklets have come from St. Cecilia Abbey, England, for distribution in India and Nigeria; from Australia and from Sri Lanka. Beginning in 1975 she assisted the Trappist monks in Huntsville, Utah, translate chants into English.  {{grem{(Among her work was a translation-paraphrase of the Latin hymn "[[Ut queant laxis|gamut]]".)}}}  Living at St. Scholastica since 1995, Sister Cecile continued her mission of stressing the beauty and importance of singing the ancient chants. In November, 1999, the new organ in the oratory at St. Benedict's Monastery was blessed in memory of the Gertken Sisters.

Sister Cecile, 99, died at St. Scholastica Convent on November 24, 2001. She is survived by her Benedictine community and many friends. Five brothers and seven sisters are deceased. Sister Cecile sang praise to God throughout her lifetime. In chanting the "Opus Dei" she promised to sing while she had being. We are confident that in her new fullness of being she is keeping that promise with God-given joy.

Tribute prepared by the Sisters of the Order of Saint Benedict, Saint Joseph, Minnesota.
|Author|Eric Shulman|
|Description|documentation for NestedSlidersPlugin|
This plugin adds new wiki syntax for embedding 'slider' panels directly into tiddler content.
content goes here
* ''"""+++""" (or """++++""") and """==="""''<br>marks the start and end of the slider definition, respectively.  When the extra {{{+}}} is used, the slider will be open when initially displayed.
* ''"""(cookiename)"""''<br>saves the slider opened/closed state, and restores this state whenever the slider is re-rendered.
* ''"""! through !!!!!"""''<br>displays the slider label using a formatted headline (Hn) style instead of a button/link style
* ''"""^width^ (or just ^)"""''<br>makes the slider 'float' on top of other content rather than shifting that content downward.  'width' must be a valid CSS value (e.g., "30em", "180px", "50%", etc.).  If omitted, the default width is "auto" (i.e., fit to content)
* ''"""*"""''<br>denotes "transient display": when a click occurs elsewhere in the document, the slider/floating panel will be automatically closed.  This is useful for creating 'pulldown menus' that automatically go away after they are used.  //Note: using SHIFT-click on a slider label will open/close that slider without triggering the automatic closing of any transient slider panels that are currently displayed, permitting ''temporary'' display of several transient panels at once.//
* ''"""@"""''<br>denotes "open on hover": the slider/floating panel will be automatically opened as soon as the mouse moves over the slider label, without requiring a click.
* ''"""{{class{[label=key|tooltip][altlabel|alttooltip]}}}"""''<br>uses label/tooltip/accesskey.  """{{class{...}}}""", """=key""", """|tooltip""" and """[altlabel|alttooltip]""" are optional.  'class' is any valid CSS class name, used to style the slider label text.  'key' must be a ''single letter only''.  altlabel/alttooltip specify alternative label/tooltip for use when slider/floating panel is displayed.  //Note: you can use HTML syntax within the label text to include HTML entities (e.g., {{{&raquo;}}} (&raquo;) or {{{&#x25ba;}}} (&#x25ba;), or even embedded images (e.g., {{{<img src="images/eric3.gif">}}}).//
* ''"""#panelID:"""''<br>defines a unique DOM element ID that is assigned to the panel element used to display the slider content.  This ID can then be used later to reposition the panel using the {{{<<DOM move id>>}}} macro (see [[DOMTweaksPlugin]]), or to access/modify the panel element through use of {{{document.getElementById(...)}}}) javascript code in a plugin or inline script.
* ''""">"""''<br>automatically adds blockquote formatting to slider content
* ''"""..."""''<br>defers rendering of closed sliders until the first time they are opened.
*You can 'nest' sliders as deep as you like (see complex nesting example below), so that expandable 'tree-like' hierarchical displays can be created.
*Deferred rendering (...) can be used to offset processing overhead until actually needed. However, this may produce unexpected results in some cases.  Use with care.
* To make slider definitions easier to read and recognize when editing a tiddler, newlines immediately following the 'start slider' or preceding the 'end slider' sequences are automatically supressed so that excess whitespace is eliminated from the output.
simple in-line slider: 
use a custom label and tooltip: 
content automatically blockquoted: 
all options (except cookie) //(default open, heading, sized floater, transient, open on hover, class, label/tooltip/key, blockquoted, deferred)//
++++!!!^30em^*@{{big{[label=Z|click or press Alt-Z to open]}}}>...
++++!!!^30em^*@{{big{[label=Z|click or press Alt-Z to open]}}}>...
complex nesting example:
+++[get info...=I|click for information or press Alt-I]
	put some general information here,
	plus a floating panel with more specific info:
	+++^10em^[view details...|click for details]
		put some detail here, which could in turn contain a transient panel,
		perhaps with a +++^25em^*[glossary definition]explaining technical terms===
+++[get info...=I|click for information or press Alt-I]
	put some general information here,
	plus a floating panel with more specific info:
	+++^10em^[view details...|click for details]
		put some detail here, which could in turn contain a transient panel,
		perhaps with a +++^25em^*[glossary definition]explaining technical terms===
embedded image as slider button
+++[<img src=images/eric3.gif>|click me!]>
+++[<img src=images/eric3.gif>|click me!]>
2008.11.15 2.4.9 in adjustNestedSlider(), don't make adjustments if panel is marked as 'undocked' (CSS class).  In onClickNestedSlider(), SHIFT-CLICK docks panel (see [[MoveablePanelPlugin]])
2008.11.13 2.4.8 in document.onclick(), if transient panel is not a sliderPanel or floatingPanel, hide it via CSS
2008.10.05 2.4.7 in onClickNestedSlider(), added try/catch around focus() call to prevent IE error if input field being focused on is currently not visible.
2008.09.07 2.4.6 added removeCookie() function for compatibility with [[CookieManagerPlugin]]
2008.06.07 2.4.5 in 'onmouseover' handler for 'open on hover' slider buttons, use call() method when invoking document.onclick function (avoids error in IE)
2008.06.07 2.4.4 changed default for chkFloatingSlidersAnimate to FALSE to avoid clipping problem on some browsers (IE).  Updated Morpher hijack (again) to adjust regular sliderPanel styles as well as floatingPanel styles.
2008.05.07 2.4.3 updated Morpher hijack to adjust floatingPanel styles after animation without affecting other animated elements (i.e. popups).  Also, updated adjustSliderPos() to account for scrollwidth and use core findWindowWidth().
2008.04.02 2.4.2 in onClickNestedSlider, handle clicks on elements contained //within// slider buttons (e.g., when using HTML to display an image as a slider button).
2008.04.01 2.4.1 open on hover also triggers document.onclick to close other transient sliders
2008.04.01 2.4.0 re-introduced 'open on hover' feature using "@" symbol
2008.03.26 2.3.5 in document.onclick(), if click is in popup, don't dismiss transient panel (if any)
2008.01.08 [*.*.*] plugin size reduction: documentation moved to ...Info tiddler
2007.12.28 2.3.4 added hijack for Animator.prototype.startAnimating().  Previously, the plugin code simply set the overflow to "visible" after animation.  This code tweak corrects handling of elements that were styled with overflow=hidden/auto/scroll before animation by saving the overflow style and then restoring it after animation has completed.
2007.12.17 2.3.3 use hasClass() instead of direct comparison to test for "floatingPanel" class.  Allows floating panels to have additional classes assigned to them (i.e., by AnimationEffectsPlugin).
2007.11.14 2.3.2 in onClickNestedSlider(), prevent SHIFT-click events from opening a new, empty browser window by setting "cancelBubble=true" and calling "stopPropagation()".  Note: SHIFT-click is still processed as a normal click (i.e., it toggles the slider panel display).  Also, using SHIFT-click will prevent 'transient' sliders from being automatically closed when another slider is opened, allowing you to *temporarily* display several transient sliders at once.
2007.07.26 2.3.1 in document.onclick(), propagate return value from hijacked core click handler to consume OR bubble up click as needed.  Fixes "IE click disease", whereby nearly every mouse click causes a page transition.
2007.07.20 2.3.0 added syntax for setting panel ID (#panelID:).  This allows individual slider panels to be repositioned within tiddler content simply by giving them a unique ID and then moving them to the desired location using the {{{<<DOM move id>>}}} macro.
2007.07.19 2.2.0 added syntax for alttext and alttip (button label and tooltip to be displayed when panel is open)
2007.07.14 2.1.2 corrected use of 'transient' attribute in IE to prevent (non-recursive) infinite loop
2007.07.12 2.1.0 replaced use of "*" for 'open/close on rollover' (which didn't work too well).  "*" now indicates 'transient' panels that are automatically closed if a click occurs somewhere else in the document.  This permits use of nested sliders to create nested "pulldown menus" that automatically disappear after interaction with them has been completed.  Also, in onClickNestedSlider(), use "theTarget.sliderCookie", instead of "this.sliderCookie" to correct cookie state tracking when automatically dismissing transient panels.
2007.06.10 2.0.5 add check to ensure that window.adjustSliderPanel() is defined before calling it (prevents error on shutdown when mouse event handlers are still defined)
2007.05.31 2.0.4 add handling to invoke adjustSliderPanel() for onmouseover events on slider button and panel.  This allows the panel position to be re-synced when the button position shifts due to changes in unrelated content above it on the page.  (thanks to Harsha for bug report)
2007.03.30 2.0.3 added chkFloatingSlidersAnimate (default to FALSE), so that slider animation can be disabled independent of the overall document animation setting (avoids strange rendering and focus problems in floating panels)
2007.03.01 2.0.2 for TW2.2+, hijack Morpher.prototype.stop so that "overflow:hidden" can be reset to "overflow:visible" after animation ends
2007.03.01 2.0.1 in hijack for Slider.prototype.stop, use apply() to pass params to core function
2006.07.28 2.0.0 added custom class syntax around label/tip/key syntax: {{{{{classname{[label=key|tip]}}}}}}
2006.07.25 1.9.3 when parsing slider, save default open/closed state in button element, then in onClickNestedSlider(), if slider state matches saved default, instead of saving cookie, delete it.  Significantly reduces the 'cookie overhead' when default slider states are used.
2006.06.29 1.9.2 in onClickNestedSlider(), when setting focus to first control, skip over type="hidden"
2006.06.22 1.9.1 added panel.defaultPanelWidth to save requested panel width, even after resizing has changed the style value
2006.05.11 1.9.0 added optional '^width^' syntax for floating sliders and '=key' syntax for setting an access key on a slider label
2006.05.09 1.8.0 in onClickNestedSlider(), when showing panel, set focus to first child input/textarea/select element
2006.04.24 1.7.8 in adjustSliderPos(), if floating panel is contained inside another floating panel, subtract offset of containing panel to find correct position
2006.02.16 1.7.7 corrected deferred rendering to account for use-case where show/hide state is tracked in a cookie
2006.02.15 1.7.6 in adjustSliderPos(), ensure that floating panel is positioned completely within the browser window (i.e., does not go beyond the right edge of the browser window)
2006.02.04 1.7.5 add 'var' to unintended global variable declarations to avoid FireFox crash bug when assigning to globals
2006.01.18 1.7.4 only define adjustSliderPos() function if it has not already been provided by another plugin.  This lets other plugins 'hijack' the function even when they are loaded first.
2006.01.16 1.7.3 added adjustSliderPos(place,btn,panel,panelClass) function to permit specialized logic for placement of floating panels.  While it provides improved placement for many uses of floating panels, it exhibits a relative offset positioning error when used within *nested* floating panels.  Short-term workaround is to only adjust the position for 'top-level' floaters.
2006.01.16 1.7.2 added button property to slider panel elements so that slider panel can tell which button it belongs to.  Also, re-activated and corrected animation handling so that nested sliders aren't clipped by hijacking Slider.prototype.stop so that "overflow:hidden" can be reset to "overflow:visible" after animation ends
2006.01.14 1.7.1 added optional "^" syntax for floating panels.  Defines new CSS class, ".floatingPanel", as an alternative for standard in-line ".sliderPanel" styles.
2006.01.14 1.7.0 added optional "*" syntax for rollover handling to show/hide slider without requiring a click (Based on a suggestion by tw4efl)
2006.01.03 1.6.2 When using optional "!" heading style, instead of creating a clickable "Hn" element, create an "A" element inside the "Hn" element.  (allows click-through in SlideShowPlugin, which captures nearly all click events, except for hyperlinks)
2005.12.15 1.6.1 added optional "..." syntax to invoke deferred ('lazy') rendering for initially hidden sliders
removed checkbox option for 'global' application of lazy sliders
2005.11.25 1.6.0 added optional handling for 'lazy sliders' (deferred rendering for initially hidden sliders)
2005.11.21 1.5.1 revised regular expressions: if present, a single newline //preceding// and/or //following// a slider definition will be suppressed so start/end syntax can be place on separate lines in the tiddler 'source' for improved readability.  Similarly, any whitespace (newlines, tabs, spaces, etc.) trailing the 'start slider' syntax or preceding the 'end slider' syntax is also suppressed.
2005.11.20 1.5.0 added (cookiename) syntax for optional tracking and restoring of slider open/close state
2005.11.11 1.4.0 added !!!!! syntax to render slider label as a header (Hn) style instead of a button/link style
2005.11.07 1.3.0 removed alternative syntax {{{(((}}} and {{{)))}}} (so they can be used by other formatting extensions) and simplified/improved regular expressions to trim multiple excess newlines
2005.11.05 1.2.1 changed name to NestedSlidersPlugin
2005.11.04 1.2.0 added alternative character-mode syntax {{{(((}}} and {{{)))}}}
tweaked "eat newlines" logic for line-mode {{{+++}}} and {{{===}}} syntax
2005.11.03 1.1.1 fixed toggling of default tooltips ("more..." and "less...") when a non-default button label is used.  code cleanup, added documentation
2005.11.03 1.1.0 changed delimiter syntax from {{{(((}}} and {{{)))}}} to {{{+++}}} and {{{===}}}.  changed name to EasySlidersPlugin
2005.11.03 1.0.0 initial public release
''Martin Buber'' (8 February 1878 – 13 June 1965)  Austrian-born Jewish philosopher best known for his philosophy of dialogue.  In his existentialist work //[[Ich und Du]] [I and Thou]// (1923), he argued that religious experience involves reciprocal relationships with a personal subject, rather than knowledge of some "thing."
The world awaits hallowing; it awaits the disclosure and realization of its meaning. But we must begin. Meet the world with the fullness of your being, and you shall meet God … If you wish to believe, love!

There is something that can only be found in one place.  It is a great treasure, which may be called the fulfillment of existence.  The place where this treasure can be found is the place on which one stands. —from //The Way of Man//

Martin Buber criticized Tillich's "transtheistic position" as a reduction of God to the impersonal "necessary being" of Thomas Aquinas.

<part love-deed-Yes>
Every morning
I shall concern myself anew about the boundary
Between the love-deed-Yes
and the power-deed-No,
And pressing forward honor reality.
We cannot avoid
Using power,
Cannot escape the compulsion
To afflict the world,
So let us, cautious in diction
And mighty in [[contradiction|origin of all poems/contradict]],
Love powerfully.
— "Power and Love" (1926)

[[NYTimes Obituary: Martin Buber, Renowned Jewish Philosopher|]]

Buber's interpretation of the Hasidic tradition, however, has been criticized by Chaim Potok for its romanticization. In the introduction to Buber's //Tales of the Hasidim//, Potok notes that Buber overlooked Hasidism's "charlatanism, obscurantism, internecine quarrels, its heavy freight of folk superstition and pietistic excesses, its tzadik worship, its vulgarized and attenuated reading of Lurianic Kabbalah." Even more severe is the criticism that Buber deemphasized the importance of the Jewish Law in Hasidism.
...the two took off their clothes and kissed
because two bodies, naked and entwined,
leap over time, they are invulnerable,
nothing can touch them, they return to the source.
There is no you, no I, no tomorrow,
no yesterday, no names, the truth of two
in a single body, a single soul,
oh total being
all is transformed, all is sacred,
every room is the center of the world,
it's still the first night, and the first day,
the world is born when two people kiss,
a drop of light from transparent juices,
the room cracks half-open like a fruit
or explodes in silence like a star
the world changes
if two look at each other and see,
to love is to undress our names
the world changes
if two, dizzy and entwined,
fall on the grass: the sky comes down,
trees rise, space becomes nothing but light
and silence...

Octavio [[Paz]]
''Ralph Waldo Emerson''  (25 May 1803 – 27 April 1882)  American (Massachusetts) writer, philosopher, and central figure of the Transcendentalist movement.  His poems, lectures, and especially his essays, such as //Nature// (1836) and //~Self-Reliance// (1841), are landmarks in the development of American thought and literary expression.

As quoted by Loren [[Eiseley]],
We must admire in man,” continued Emerson, who, in //The [[Method of Nature]]//, was careful not to admire him overmuch, //''“the form of the formless, the concentration of the vast, the house of reason, the cave of memory.”''//
Inscribed on Emerson's [[tombstone|]]:
{{grem{[These temples grew as grows the grass;
Art might obey but not surpass.]}}}
''//The passive Master lent his hand;
To the vast soul that o'er him planned//''
From [[The Harvard Crimson|]], March 12, 1886:
The nineteenth century is characterized by pessimism, and it is chiefly through the abandonment of faith in the revelation of the bible, that such men as Voltaire, Byron, Tennyson, Swinburne, Goethe and ~DeMusset, were led into this line of thought.  Poets are quoted as examples, for more than all other men they give expression to the thought of their times.

Into this circle of pessimists was born Ralph Waldo Emerson, a man gifted with a large cheerful nature, ready to face the great questions of the day, but never made despondent by them.  Although he was not contented with the age he lived in, he firmly believed that it was better than all that had preceded it.  As for the future, his firm faith was that it would be better than the present.  Utterances of Carlyle, George Eliot, and many other writers show with what delight his pure hopeful philosophy was welcomed by the intellectual world.  He had many traits in common with Wordsworth; but he was a much broader man.  He taught the nineteeeth century to hope, and for this lesson we cannot be too thankful.
''encyclopedia'' //noun// – general course of instruction, 1531, thought to be a false reading (occurring in manuscripts of Roman writers such as Quintilian and Pliny) for the Greek phrase //enkyklios paideia// taken as a general or well-rounded education.  @@color(grey):{ Greek phrase //''enkyklios paideia''  'training in a circle'// < //__enkyklios__ 'circular', also 'general' < //__en-__// 'in' + //__kyklos__// 'circle' + //__paideia__// 'education, child-rearing', < //__pais__// 'child'.  }
For Whom the Bell Tolls
by John Donne

No man is an island, 
Entire of itself. 
Each is a piece of the continent, 
A part of the main …
Each man's death diminishes me, 
For I am involved in mankind. 
Therefore, send not to know 
For whom the bell tolls, 
It tolls for thee.
!Susan Ariel Rainbow Kennedy

Susan wrote me the following letter at the conclusion of an online / distance workshop:
I love your words here and your spirit shared. What a divine soul you are, and I love your questions.
There is so much in your subject line; Wanting Focus or Action. I wonder "who" is wanting that focus or action?
I envision you "clearing your energetic field" with 3 part Harmony, taking your OH [One Hunger], and sitting in a cornfield and receiving from your Wise Self.
I feel that you are already becoming what you say you want – and how to create a living from it is a separate question that is slowing you down from fully becoming it.
You are not "too far-flung" – perhaps you are not flung enough?
And are there tangible movements that you could make that you haven't?
My blessings and support to you, and acknowledging your growth and questions, sending you:
RELEASE from "knowing."

August 10, 2010

On June 17, 2010 at the beginning of our workshop, Susan wrote to me:

  <part naming>Welcome, you are ''GROUNDED CHANGE'' ~

//Listen to the cries of the world… I am grounded change, and I am [[dreaming the real|2010-06-27]].
: Babies are being born. Couples are in ‘[[el acto de amor|Maithuna]].’ But somewhere else, someone is dying.

SARK's book //Glad No Matter What// inspired my [[Loss List]].
Elton John

I believe in love, it's all we got
Love has no boundaries, costs nothing to touch
War makes money, cancer sleeps
Curled up in my father and that means something to me
Churches and dictators, politics and papers
Everything crumbles sooner or later
But love, I believe in love

I believe in love, it's all we got
Love has no boundaries, no borders to cross
Love is simple, hate breeds
Those who think difference is the child of disease
Father and son make love and guns
Families together kill someone
Without love, I believe in love

Without love I wouldn't believe
In anything that lives and breathes
Without love I'd have no anger
I wouldn't believe in the right to stand here
Without love I wouldn't believe
I couldn't believe in you
And I wouldn't believe in me
Without love

I believe in love


This song played in my mind on the day that I learned my father's prostate cancer has returned. He will go through 35 radiation treatments starting in September 2016.
<<allTags excludeLists>>
<<tag lifelines>> examined in //One Thousand Conversations//

<<tag lily Lily>> -- her writings and our relationship

+++[All Including System Tags]
|''Description''|Show tiddler revisions in a stack of cards view|
The viewRevisions macro can be attached to any element, which should be passed
in as a parameter.

For example:

&lt;&lt;viewRevisions page:10 link:"<<view modified date>>"&gt;&gt;

would show the revisions "stack of cards" view, 10 at a time, when the modified
date is clicked.
(function($) {

var me = config.macros.viewRevisions = {
	revisionTemplate: "RevisionTemplate",
	revSuffix: " [rev. #%0]", // text to append to each tiddler title
	defaultPageSize: 5, // default number of revisions to show
	defaultLinkText: "View Revisions", // when there's nothing else to use
	offsetTop: 30, // in px
	offsetLeft: 10, // in px
	shiftDownDelay: 50, // in ms
	visibleSlideAmount: 20, // amount of revisions to show on left hand edge after sliding
	zIndex: 100, // default z-index
	handler: function(place, macroName, params, wikifier, paramString, tiddler) {
		params = paramString.parseParams(null, null, true)[0];
		var tiddlerElem = story.findContainingTiddler(place);

		var revButton;
		var pageSize = parseInt([0], 10) || me.defaultPageSize;
		var linkObj = ?[0] || me.defaultLinkText : false;
		if(linkObj) {
			revButton = $('<span class="button openRevisions" />')
			wikify(linkObj, revButton[0], null, tiddler);
		} else {
			revButton = place;

		$(revButton).click(function() {
			if (!$(tiddlerElem).hasClass("revisions")) {
				me.showRevisions(tiddlerElem, tiddler, pageSize);
			} else {

	// initialisation for revision view
	showRevisions: function(tiddlerElem, tiddler, pageSize) {
		var context = {
			host: tiddler.fields[""],
			workspace: tiddler.fields["server.workspace"]
		$(tiddlerElem).addClass("revisions").attr("revName", tiddler.title);
		// ensure toolbar commands deactivate RevisionsView
		$("a", ".toolbar", tiddlerElem).each(function(index, btn) {
			var _onclick = btn.onclick;
			btn.onclick = function(e) {
				_onclick.apply(this, arguments);
		// ensure default action deactivates RevisionsView
		var _ondblclick = tiddlerElem.ondblclick;
		tiddlerElem.ondblclick = function(e) {
			_ondblclick.apply(this, arguments);
		var type = tiddler.fields["server.type"];
		var adaptor = new config.adaptors[type]();
		var userParams = {
			tiddlerElem: tiddlerElem,
			pageSize: pageSize,
			title: tiddler.title
		adaptor.getTiddlerRevisionList(tiddler.title, null, context, userParams,
				function(context, userParams) {
					// strip the current revision
					me.expandStack(context, userParams);

	// fetch the actual revision and put it in the tiddler div
	showRevision: function(place, revision, callback) {
		var context = {
			host: revision.fields[""],
			workspace: revision.fields["server.workspace"]
		var userParams = {
			revElem: place
		var type = revision.fields["server.type"];
		var adaptor = new config.adaptors[type]();
		var revNo = revision.fields[""];
		adaptor.getTiddlerRevision(revision.title, revNo, context, userParams,
			function(context, userParams) {
				var tiddler = context.tiddler;
				tiddler.title += me.revSuffix
				tiddler.fields.doNotSave = true;
				if (store.getTiddler(tiddler.title)) {

				//now, populate the existing div
				var revElem = userParams.revElem;
				$(revElem).attr("id", story.tiddlerId(tiddler.title));
				$(revElem).attr("refresh", "tiddler");
				var getTemplate = function() {
					var themeName = config.options.txtTheme;
					if (themeName) {
						return store.getTiddlerSlice(themeName,
							me.revisionTemplate) || me.revisionTemplate ||
					} else {
						return (store.getTiddler(me.revisionTemplate)) ?
							me.revisionTemplate : "ViewTemplate";
				var template = getTemplate();
				story.refreshTiddler(tiddler.title, template, true);

	createCloak: function(promoteElem) {
		var el = $(promoteElem);
		// cache styles for resetting later{
			top: el.css("top"),
			left: el.css("left"),
			zIndex: el.css("z-index")

		$('<div class="revisionCloak" />').css("z-index", me.zIndex)
			.click(function() {

		el.css("z-index", me.zIndex + 1);

	// clean up, removing all evidence of revision view
	closeRevisions: function(promoteElem) {
		var el = $(promoteElem);
		// revert the original tiddler back to its previous state

		// remove any revisions still in the store
		var revisions = $(".revisions");
		revisions.each(function(index, revision) {
			var revAttributes = revision.attributes;
			if ((revAttributes.revname) &&
					(revAttributes.revision)) {
				var revName = revAttributes.revname.value;
				var revNo = revAttributes.revision.value;
				var title = revName + me.revSuffix.format([revNo]);

				if (store.getTiddler(title)) {

		// delete the previous revisions

		// remove the cloak

	// calback from getting list of revisions
	expandStack: function(context, userParams) {
		var pageSize = userParams.pageSize;

		var from = userParams.from || 0;
		var tiddlerElem = userParams.tiddlerElem;

		userParams.defaultHeight = $(tiddlerElem).height();
		userParams.defaultWidth = $(tiddlerElem).width();
		if (from < context.revisions.length) {
			me.displayNextRevision(tiddlerElem, userParams, context, from,
				from + pageSize - 1);

	// place the next div above and behind the previous one
	displayNextRevision: function(tiddlerElem, userParams, context, from, to) {
		var revision = context.revisions[from];
		var callback = function() {
			var revText = revBtn.getRevisionText(tiddlerElem, revision);
			tiddlerElem = me.createRevisionObject(tiddlerElem, context,
				userParams, revText);
				.attr("revision", (context.revisions.length - from));
			if ((from < to) && ((from + 1) < context.revisions.length)){
				me.displayNextRevision(tiddlerElem, userParams, context,
					from + 1, to);
			} else if ((context.revisions.length - 1) > to) {
				me.showMoreButton(tiddlerElem, context, userParams, to + 1);
		me.shiftVisibleDown(userParams.title, callback);

	createRevisionObject: function(tiddlerElem, context, userParams, text) {
		var newPosition = me.calculatePosition(tiddlerElem, context);
		return $('<div class="revisions tiddler" />')
				position: "absolute",
				left: newPosition.left,
				"z-index": me.zIndex + 1,
				height: userParams.defaultHeight,
				width: userParams.defaultWidth
			.attr("revName", userParams.title)

	// move the already present revisions down by 1 to fit the next one in
	shiftVisibleDown: function(title, callback) {
		var revisions = $("[revName='%0'].revisions".format([title]));
		var revisionCount = revisions.length;

		$(revisions).animate({top: "+=" + me.offsetTop},
				me.shiftDownDelay, function() {
					revisionCount -= 1;
					if ((callback) && (!revisionCount)) {

	// where we put the new revision
	calculatePosition: function(elem, context) {
		var offset = $(elem).offset();
		var currentPosition = $(elem).position();
		var newPosition = {
			top: - me.offsetTop
		if ((context.restrictLeft) ||
				((offset.left - me.offsetLeft) <
				$("#contentWrapper").offset().left)) {
			newPosition.left = $(elem).position().left;
			context.restrictLeft = true;
		} else {
			newPosition.left = currentPosition.left - me.offsetLeft;
		return newPosition;

	// equivalent of displayNextRevision, but for the more button
	showMoreButton: function(tiddlerElem, context, userParams, moreIndex) {
		userParams.from = moreIndex + 1;
		me.shiftVisibleDown(userParams.title, function() {
			var btn = me.createRevisionObject(tiddlerElem, context, userParams,

			var more = createTiddlyButton(btn[0], "more...", "show more revisions",
				function() {
					if ($(".viewRevision").length) {
					userParams.tiddlerElem = btn[0];
							.getRevisionText(btn[0], context.revisions[moreIndex]))
						.attr("revision", context.revisions.length - moreIndex);
					me.expandStack(context, userParams);
			$(more).css("float", "right");

	stripRevFromTitle: function(revisionTitle) {
		return revisionTitle.split(/ ?\[rev\. #[0-9]+\]$/)[0];

	onClickRevision: function(revElem, revision, callback) {
		// don't do anything if we are still loading
		if ($(".revisions").hasClass("loading")) {
			return null;

		var origTitle = me.stripRevFromTitle(revision.title);
		if ($(revElem).hasClass("viewRevision")) {
			me.slideIn(revElem, revision, origTitle, function() {
				revision.title = origTitle;
				if (callback) {
		} else {
			var viewRevision = function() {
				var prevPos = $(revElem).position().left;
				$(revElem).addClass("viewRevision").attr("prevPos", prevPos);
				me.showRevision(revElem, revision, function(rev) {
					me.slideOut(revElem, rev, origTitle, function() {
			// make sure another revision isn't already out
			if ($(".viewRevision").length) {
				var newRevElem = $(".viewRevision")[0];
				var newRevision = store.getTiddler($(newRevElem)
				me.onClickRevision(newRevElem, newRevision, viewRevision);
			} else {

	slideOut: function(revElem, revision, title, callback) {
		var leftMostPos = $("[revName='%0'].revisions".format([title]))
		var width = $(revElem).width();
		var originalLeftPos = $(story.getTiddler(title))

		var slideAmount = leftMostPos + width - me.visibleSlideAmount;
			.animate({left: "-=" + slideAmount}, 1000);
			.attr("baseHeight", $(revElem).css("height"))
			.css("height", "auto")
			.animate({left: originalLeftPos}, 1000, callback);

	slideIn: function(revElem, revision, title, callback) {
		var slideAmount = $(revElem).offset().left -
		var origRevPos = $(revElem).attr("prevPos");

			.animate({left: "+=" + slideAmount}, 1000);
		$(revElem).animate({left: origRevPos}, 1000, function() {
				.css("height", $(revElem).attr("baseHeight"))

var revBtn;
config.macros.slideRevision = revBtn = {
	btnText: "created by %0 at %1 on %2",
	handler: function(place, macroName, params, wikifier, paramString, tiddler) {
		var btn = revBtn.getRevisionText(place, tiddler);

	getRevisionText: function(place, revision) {
		var text = revBtn.btnText.format([revision.modifier,
			revision.modified.formatString("0DD MMM YYYY")]);
		var btn = $('<a href="javascript:;" class="button revButton" />')
			.click(function() {
				var revElem = story.findContainingTiddler(this);
				me.onClickRevision(revElem, revision);
		return btn;

{{span{<<search "kiss">> /%
%/<html><input type="button" value="search again" onclick="var t=this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('input')[0];; return false;"> <a href="javascript:;" onclick=" var e=this.parentNode.nextSibling; var!='block'; if(!config.options.chkAnimate)'block':'none'; else anim.startAnimating(new Slider(e,show,false,'none')); return false;">options...</a></html>@@display:none;border-left:1px dotted;margin-left:1em;padding:0;padding-left:.5em;font-size:90%;/%
	%/<<tiddler SearchOptions>>@@}}}

''17 tiddlers found matching '{{{kiss}}}'''
~~&nbsp; searched in titles~~
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss of words');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss of words - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:38:11 AM">kiss of words</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss1');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss1 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:09:37 AM">kiss1</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss10');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss10 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:35:33 AM">kiss10</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss11');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss11 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:34:10 AM">kiss11</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss12');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss12 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:34:01 AM">kiss12</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss13');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss13 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:20:27 AM">kiss13</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss14');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss14 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:21:04 AM">kiss14</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss15');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss15 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:30:57 AM">kiss15</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss16');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss16 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:33:47 AM">kiss16</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss2');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss2 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:11:41 AM">kiss2</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss3');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss3 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:12:16 AM">kiss3</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss4');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss4 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:13:03 AM">kiss4</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss5');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss5 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:13:56 AM">kiss5</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss6');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss6 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:14:34 AM">kiss6</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss7');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss7 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:17:35 AM">kiss7</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss8');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss8 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:18:02 AM">kiss8</a></html>}}}
* {{tiddlyLinkExisting{<html><nowiki><a href="javascript:;" onclick="if(config.options.chkSearchHighlight)	highlightHack=new RegExp('kiss'.escapeRegExp(),'img');story.displayTiddler(null,'kiss9');highlightHack = null; return false;" title="kiss9 - dialecticdad, 3/23/2014 11:33:30 AM">kiss9</a></html>}}}
@@display:block;<html><input type="button" href="javascript:;" onclick="story.displayTiddlers(null,['kiss of words', 'kiss1', 'kiss2', 'kiss3', 'kiss4', 'kiss5', 'kiss6', 'kiss7', 'kiss8', 'kiss9', 'kiss10', 'kiss11', 'kiss12', 'kiss13', 'kiss14', 'kiss15', 'kiss16'],1);" accesskey="O" value="open all matching tiddlers"></html> <html><input type="button" href="javascript:;" onclick="discardSearchResults()" value="discard SearchResults"></html>@@
[[Sage|]] is free, open-source mathematics software (previously known as SAGE, an acronym of ''System for Algebra and Geometry Experimentation''.)

Mission: //Creating a viable free open source alternative to Magma, Maple, Mathematica and Matlab.//

Emphasize its purpose for ''experimentation'' and ''expression'' as science/technology/engineering/math (STEM) software.

William Stein:
[[The Sagemath Cloud|]] combines open source technology that has come out of cloud computing and mathematical software (e.g., web-based Sage and [[IPython|]] worksheets) to make online mathematical computation easily accessible. People can collaboratively use mathematical software, author documents, use a full command line terminal, and edit complicated computer programs, all using a standard web browser with no special plugins. The core design goals of the site are collaboration and very high reliability…
Though the main focus is on mathematics, the website has also been useful to people in technical areas outside mathematics that involve computation. {{grem{[As well as statistics, data modeling and information analysis?]}}}

— from [[SageMath on Blogspot|]]
Dialegence (a certain philosophy/practice)
Dialegen (an adherent/practitioner thereof)
//dia-// "across, between" + //legein// "speak"

I am Dialegen.  I practice Dialegence.
(As a person might say they are Christian, Buddhist, or Deist.)

Searching out the [[contours|]] [circumference, outline] of a [[Layman Monk]]'s life, I wrote of the ''Dialegent Way'' as a rejection of supernaturalism.

Later when I attempted to describe the facets of the [[Ground-Divine]] (drawing much from other thinkers), I referred to "the Dialegent way, also named [[Transdeva]]" -- another nebulous term which I extrapolated from "transtheistic", used by Paul [[Tillich|courage to be]].

''Dialegence'' includes elements of:
* ''diligence'' — //vita diligentissima// – //dis-// + //legere// "choose, gather"
** //'Nihil est melius quam vita diligentissima'//
** //'Nothing is better than a life most-diligent.'//&nbsp;&nbsp;(Recorded by [[James Murray|]])
** aspiring toward a life of the utmost diligence
* ''relegence'' — having a deep interest in religion while not being religious
** explicitly linked to //relegere//, 'to read the texts again'
** choosing not to practice the 'religious life' in closed-membership style
** Latin //interresse// from inter- "between" + esse "to be"
* ''eligere'' — choice, election, choosing from possibilities
** the capacity to choose one's response in a situation = human behavior
** the unique human potential to understand our behavior and its consequences
* ''allegiance'' — though from a different word root, suggesting group membership
** erroneously associated with Latin //ligare// "to bind" — which has also been related to the word religion, traced to either //religare// or //relegare//
* ''dialogue'' — in the potent sense Martin Buber described
* ''dialectic'' — drawing in part from Hegel's philosophy and its derivatives
* ''numinology'' — having a strong religious or spiritual quality
** indicating or suggesting the presence of a divinity
** mid 17th century: from Latin //numen, numin-// ‘divine power’ 
** [[Essays on Numinosity|]] by Paul H. Andrews

Diligence is the opposite of ''negligence'';
Interest [interbeing] counters indifference or apathy.
The capacity for empathy grows from sincere interest in others.

//"All real living is meeting."//  (Martin [[Buber]])
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* [[development of a paragraph]] -- what the paragraph accomplishes 
* [[order among sentences]]  -- how the sentences add

conceptual foundations:
* [[uniting propositions]]
* [[relations between individual propositions]]

useful practices:
* [[transitional expressions]] between [[sentence]]s
* [[summary sentence]] -- condensation or [[précis]] of the paragraph

!Elegy  • Canticle  • Concerto  • Experiment

''Elegy'': the deep songs -- //[[L'Elegia|Les Minst]]// -- which can sing of lament and joy
* [[The Duino Elegies]] embody one poet's great chant for humanity.
* [[I dream]] that I can be a humble poet chanting of //Les Minst//.
* Sing me a song no poet yet has [[chanted|re: muse]] / Sing me the Universal.
* The poem, no longer chant or rhyme but now [[the experience|i+e:poem]] --
*  One Poet chants for me his +++[golden numbers]
//Above the dreaming thunders of Beethoven,
Above the [[Minnesingers|]]' joyous throng,
One Poet chants for me his golden numbers—
Schiller, the tenderest heart of German song.//

[[John Russell Hayes|]] read this original [[poem|]] for a 1905 memorial commemorating 100 years since the death of [[Friedrich Schiller|]]

''Canticle'': songs of praise
* [[Canticle of the Sun]] to //sora nostra matre terra// -- our 'Sister Mother Earth'
* another to [[Mary of Galilee|Magnificat]]

''Concerto'': to harmonize -- //concertare// -- a composition for instruments accompanied by an orchestra, and conceived on a large scale
*  I will begin to write my Concerto: [[awake my soul]]

''Experiment'' and empiric: "out of peril and testing" -- (knowledge by way of //experiment//)
//ex-// "out of" + //peritus// related to ''//peril//'' < Greek //peria// "trial, attempt, experience"
* Seeing the world and the feelings as the only oracles of consequence, we take both ''experimental science'' and ''artistic composition'' as two valid ways to proceed, regardless of mother-tongue and despite the apparent power of [[the book]].
I envision a [[game|Glass Bead Game]], a [[song|Song of Myself]], a vast [[possibility space]],
roiling with "the total contents and values of our culture."
: an Experiment to Explore, [[Explain|World Mythologies]], [[Explicate|simple]]
These are my //generare// — bending [[genres]], genders, and the stories of untold generations before me.
: From all these generations, from all these joys and sorrows, from this lovemaking, these battles, these ideas, a single voice rings out, pure and serene. ([[Kazantzakis]])
!//Ecce Homo// -- Behold the Man!

Meanings of //[[Anthropos|Oikos Philos Anthropos Logos]]// (mankind) and //''Andras''// (a male, as am I)
<<tiddler Behold>>
//Gratefully quoted from John Chris [[Jones]]' website
(my breaks in the passages are denoted by . . . )//

''[[17 september 2015|]]'' restart restart

. . . and the presence of this person writing...and memories of what he used to call lifework... the many things appearing on this website... previously thought of 'as parts of a culture'... yet to be [[realised|deliberately empty]]...

...i.e. the contents of [[a-z|]] (scroll through the long homepage of this softopia website)... to see other names intended to widen our lives... from the narrowness of specialised machine culture... to a more extensive and more human world picture... no it's not only a picture... it's three-dimensional... and auditory... and kinaesthetic... and philosophical... and religious... and seemingly all-inclusive... for it's time to 'rectify the names'... (as Confucius puts it) . . .
!The Moment
Margaret Atwood

The moment when, after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
you stand in the centre of your room,
house, half-acre, square mile, island, country,
knowing at last how you got there,
and say, //I own this,//

is the same moment when the trees unloose
their soft arms from around you,
the birds take back their language,
the cliffs fissure and collapse,
the air moves back from you like a wave
and you can't breathe.

//No,// they whisper. //You own nothing.
You were a visitor, time after time
climbing the hill, planting the flag, proclaiming.
We never belonged to you.
You never found us.
It was always the other way round.//
//Youth has an end.//  In the vague mist of old sounds a faint point of light appears: the speech of the soul is about to be heard. Youth has an end: the end is here. It will never be. You know that well. What then? ''//Write it, damn you, write it!//''  What else are you good for?


“Because otherwise I could not see you.”

-- from //[[Giacomo Joyce|stars-and-annihilation-and-her-voice]]// (1914)

But words came halting forth, wanting invention's stay; 
Invention, Nature's child, fled step-dame Study's blows; 
And others' feet still seem'd but strangers in my way. 
Thus great with child to speak and helpless in my throes, 
Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, 
“Fool,” said my Muse to me, “''look in thy heart, and write.''”

-- from Sonnet 1, //[[Astrophil and Stella|]]//, Sir Philip Sidney (circa 1580 - 1586)
You need to know that you enter this house as a Son, and you are welcome here anytime you wish to be here.  You need to know that here you will receive all that a Son should have -- you have our attention, the benefit of our experience as you request it, our unfailing support and a love that is unconditional.  That is my promise to you.  &nbsp;(I received this message September 13, 2006, from my "mother by choice" -- though we have since felt a distance grow between us.)

Panged with a recurring remorse, I wrote:
//It is my deficiency of unconditional love … no deficiency of yours.//  ([[2009-02-13]])

The poet [[Rilke]] wrote in 1912:
"I have no window on human beings, that is certain … they have been communicating with me almost entirely through two examples … those who have died young and, still more unconditionally, purely, inexhaustibly: the woman who loves."

Written to my wife Carmen as we grappled with a difficult subject last Autumn:
I cannot promise ''unconditional'' endorsement of every choice you make.  But, I will try ceaselessly to understand your point of view, even when it requires me to set aside (or question) my biases, and the beliefs about life acquired second-hand… particularly about things I have never known myself, but only heard or read about.

My own nature (you surely know) is to research, inquire, try to establish guiding principles and to reach conclusions -- to never proceed blindly, without an attempt to gather knowledge.

I promised you my respect and honesty -- the latter which may sometimes entail disagreement, frustration, or my fears expressed openly.
Continuing these discussions, I wrote her on June 9th:
//I have stood firm internally about my conviction to offer you ''unconditional love'' and understanding.  Nothing has changed there.//

My friend Elias had this to say:

Again, I have questions about one of the ''idols of the 20th century'': unconditional love.  I know that ONLY in animals (pets).  Please be cautious about accepting this term and its consequences.  Most of us have at least one condition which //ultra non quem se// [is here and no further].

I named ''Conditionality'' as a fundamental quality of Existence, included in the [[Realms of the Manifest]].
''Rainer Maria Rilke''  (4 December 1875 – 29 December 1926)  Austrian-born poet; birth name was René Karl Wilhelm Josef Maria Rilke.  His verse, often marked by mystic lyricism and vivid imagery, profoundly influenced 20th century German literature and philosophy.  His collections include //The Book of Hours// (1905) and //[[The Duino Elegies]]// (1923), and he also wrote more than 400 poems in French.  Died in Switzerland.

Rilke's [[Gravesite|]] and [[Epitaph|'s%20Epitaph.htm]]:
//''Rose, oh reiner Widerspruch,
niemandes Schlaf zu sein
unter soviel Lidern''

Oh rose, pure puzzlement in your desire
to not be anyone’s sleep
beneath so many eyelids
(so many songs).//
<part Self-Portrait>
!~Self-Portrait 1906
translation by [[A. S. Kline|]]

Certainty there, in the eyelids’ shape,
Of some ancient, long-ennobled race.
Childhood’s anxious blue still in the eyes,
And here and there, humility, not a fool’s
Yet a servant’s though, and feminine.
The mouth’s, a mouth, large and exact,
Unconvinced, but speaking out for
Justice. The brow’s without guile,
Gladly gazing down to quiet shadows.

This, its context’s barely suspected:
Neither in adversity nor success
To gather to precise penetration:
Yet serious reality’s being planned,
As if with scattered Things, from afar.
!from //The Sonnets to Orpheus//
Though we are unaware of our true status,
our actions stem from pure relationship.
Far away, antennas hear antennas
and the empty distances transmit . . .

Pure readiness. O unheard starry music!
Isn't your sound protected from all static
by the ordinary business of our days?

In spite of all the farmer's work and worry,
he can't reach down to where the seed is slowly
transmuted into summer.  The earth //bestows//.
<part mountains>
!On the mountains of the heart
On the mountains of the heart cast out to die.  Look, how small there,
look: the last village of words, and higher,
but how small too, yet one last
farmstead of feeling.  Do you see it?
On the mountains of the heart cast out to die.  Rockground
under the hands.  Here, it's true,
some things flourish; out of mute downplunge
an unknowing herb breaks forth singing.
But for the one who knows?  Ah, who began to know
and now is silent, on the mountains of the heart left to die.
True, many an unhurt consciousness roams here,
many, so many sure mountain animals
change fields and stay.  And the great sheltered bird
circles the peaks' pure refusal. —But
unsheltered, here on the mountains of the heart . . .

//Irschenhausen, September 20, 1914//
<part InHisCompany>
!In the Company of Rilke

Stephanie Dowrick quoted these writers in her book //[[In the Company of Rilke|]]://
//[Reading Rilke,] I felt a sense of release as if I had been let out of a cage I had not known I was in.
–Joanna Macy

Rilke, the tenderest and most spiritual man I knew -- a man who more than anyone else possessed all the wonderful anguish and secrets of the spirit.
–Paul Valéry

To be a poet in a destitute time means: to attend, singing, to the trace of the fugitive gods.  This is why the poet in the time of the world's night utters the holy.
–Martin Heidegger//
She writes in her preface:

"Writer and monk Thomas Merton gives us a clue: 'He //is// a poet.  Is that a small thing?'  Merton was asking his question rhetorically, but spending time in the company of Rainer Maria Rilke makes it easy to respond: //This is no small thing.//&nbsp; [[Rilke]] is one of few poets on the world stage who genuinely 'transcends the sphere of the literary,' whose voice is welcomed far from libraries and lecture theaters…

He 'saw himself as a mediator between various cultures and nations.' … But what Rilke also does, sometimes sublimely, is to avow and express a spirituality or spiritual yearning that is not dependent upon belief in any conventional sense, nor on any kind of 'middleman.'  Dogma and priests, in fact, got in the way for him.  So did secondhand ideas about God…  Like the Psalmist who cried out, in Psalm 42, 'My soul thirsts for God,' there is tremendous longing in Rilke -- for direct expreience but not for certainty.  In Rilke, the mystery can remain mysterious…  Here is a poet who speaks directly to God while doubting God; who meets the reader through a sensibility that is simultaneously transcendent //and// uncertain.  That paradoc could not be timelier.  And my sense is strong that it is Rilke's unfetter spirituality and inwardness, as well as the piercing beauty of much of what he writes, that drives a steady unfolding of new editions, translations and new and faithful readers."

In this book, Dowrick commented on Rilke's poem the [[winged energy of delight]].
<part Rodin>
!From //You Must Change Your Life: The Story of Rainer Maria Rilke and Auguste Rodin//
By Rachel Corbett 
Excerpt published in //Poetry// magazine; book released September 6, 2016

But while Rilke was learning to see like an artist, he had not yet mastered the handicraft of one. Where was the “tool of my art, the hammer, my hammer?” he wondered. How could he build objects out of words? How could he apply the principles of Rodin’s art to his poetry?
Rilke returned to the zoo day after day, ''practicing his inseeing skills'' before returning home at night to draft rough portraits of the creatures he had seen. He found himself especially drawn to a solitary panther, pacing in its cage. It reminded him of a small plaster panther that Rodin kept in his studio. The sculptor adored the thing so much — //“‘C’est beau, c’est tout,’// [It's beautiful, it's everything] he says of it” — that Rilke had gone to the Bibliothèque Nationale to see the original bronze version it was modeled after. He visited that display cabinet again and again until he finally began to understand what Rodin saw in it:
And from this little plaster cast I saw what he means, ''what 
antiquity is and what links him to it''.  There, in this animal, is the same lively feeling in the modeling, this little thing (it is no higher than my hand is wide, and no longer than my hand) has hundreds of thousands of sides like a very big object, ''hundreds of thousands of sides which are all alive, animated, and different''.  And that in plaster! And with this the expression of the prowling stride is intensified to the highest degree, the powerful planting of the broad paws, and at the same time, that caution 
in which all strength is wrapped, that noiselessness.
{{grem{[The cellist and music professor Yehuda Hanani quotes another source when [[discussing|]] the same episode…]}}}
In his book //Rodin//, Rilke states the case less subjectively and less elliptically. “In Rodin's studio there is a cast of a panther, of Greek workmanship, hardly as big as a hand … If you look from the front under its body into the space formed by the four powerful soft paws, you seem to be looking into the depths of an Indian stone temple; so huge and all-inclusive does this work become.”
!From //Letters to a Young Poet//

Love is something difficult and it is more difficult than other things because in other conflicts nature herself enjoins men to collect themselves, to take themselves firmly in the hand with all their strength, while in the heightening of love the impulse is to give oneself wholly away.
The great renewal of the world will perhaps consist in this, that man and maid, freed of all false feelings and reluctances, will seek each other not as opposites, but as brother and sister, as neighbors, and will come together as human beings.
<part OutermostLimit>
As bees gather honey, so we collect what is sweetest out of all things and build Him.  Even with the trivial, with the insignificant (as long as it is done out of love) we begin, with work and with the repose that comes afterward, with a silence or with a small solitary joy, with everything that we do alone, without anyone to join or help us, we start Him whom we will not live to see, just as our ancestors could not live to see us.

And yet they, who passed away long ago, still exist in us, as predisposition, as burden upon our fate, as murmuring blood, and as gesture that rises up from the depths of time. Is there anything that can deprive you of the hope that in this way you will someday exist in Him, who is the farthest, the outermost limit?
!Buddha In A Halo
translation by [[Erik Bendix|]]

Center of all centers, of all seeds [[the seed|Friar's Journeybook/SeedOfPerfection]],
almond wrapped in itself to grow sweet --
to all of the stars this is what you feed
and is your fruit's flesh:  It is you I greet.  
Look, you sense nothing more needs your care;
In the infinite is where to find your fruit’s skin
and strong juice pools and presses from there.
And to help it from outside a radiance pours in,
for your suns up above are within view,
glowing and full as around they are spun.
But something has already started in you
that will survive every sun.
<part LoveSong>
!Love Song
translation by [[Erik Bendix|]]
How shall I keep my soul from
Touching yours?  How shall I
Lift it past you toward any other thing?
… All that touches us, both me and you,
Touches both at once, like the stroke of a bow
That draws one voice from strings, from two.
On what instrument are we strung as bands?
And what musician holds us in his hands?
Oh [[song sweet and low]].
<<tiddler [[ihr Trunk]]>>


"But that woman, that woman: bent forward with her head in her hands,
she'd completely fallen into herself."
– from //[[The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge]]// (1910, Rilke's only novel)

Rilke as collected by others -- [[A. S. Kline|]] (a translator) -- [[Read A Little Poetry|]] -- and the [[Poetry Foundation|]]


* [[live the questions]]
* [[Turning]]
* [[The Duino Elegies]]
* [[We Are Not Prisoners]]
* [[Let This Darkness Be A Bell Tower]]
* [[I Am Much Too Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone|Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone]]
* [[Listeners At Last]]
* [[The Space Within Us]]
* [[self-thrown things]]
* [[Sex is difficult|Honor your physical being/Rilke]]
* [[winged energy of delight]]
//This world of dew
is a world of dew —
and yet, and yet …//
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;– Kobayashi Issa ^^[[[23]|]]^^
The haiku was quoted in [[Marcel Theroux|]]'s marvelous novel //Strange Bodies// which I read in 2014.

In it, Theroux also wrote: //"…all that I am—the meat of me and the [[167|numerology]] key markers coded and recombined in infinite variation—can only express with more embellishment these ''seventeen'' syllables of Onitsura…"//

''Kobayashi Issa'' (小林 一茶, June 15, 1763 - January 5, 1828), was a Japanese poet and [[lay|Layman Monk]] Buddhist priest of the Jōdo Shinshū sect known for his haiku poems and journals. He is better known as simply Issa, a pen name meaning Cup-of-tea (literally "one [cup of] tea").  He is regarded as one of the four haiku masters in Japan, along with Bashō, Buson and Shiki.

In the following [[haiku|]], he sheds his given name Yatarô:
//new spring
Yataro dies, [[priest|Welcome to your own priesthood]] Issa
is born//
According to Wikipedia, Jōdo Shinshū is a school of Pure Land Buddhism, and influenced D.T. Suzuki who introduced Zen Buddhism to the West.

See [[Six Small Meditations on Desire|,6]], from //Tricycle// magazine.
Her hands: strong and soft,
[[most-forbearing|]], so often
tending another.

[img[Her Hand On My Back (2015)|][]]

[img[Her Grandmother's Hand (1913)|][]]

//able to bear with, have patience with, and show love under provocation//

… One of the HapaxHaiku
We did not ask for this room or this music;
We were invited in.
Therefore, because the dark surrounds us,
Let us turn our faces to the light.
Let us endure hardship,
To be grateful for plenty.
We have been given pain to be astounded by joy.
We have been given life to deny death.
We did not ask for this room or this music,
But because we are here...

Let us dance.

-- Stephen King
written for the screenplay //11/22/63//
if i work diligently to get some of my chores done, then i can sit and write - assuming that my little girl will give me the time - and i will be able to type and hammer out many words and let my heart sing with the unending drum beat of ten thousand in an orchestra of one.

i am bright and brilliant and dark all the same - and i am tumbling in a sea of darkening darkness - wondering around in a stark and tooled plane of existence. i want to be held.


sometimes that is really all that it is about - wanting to be held. wanting to be comforted. i am reminded of this with my daughter. there are times where she will cry and cry and cry even after she has been changed, and fed, etc. and i find in those moments, rare though they be, that when she just cries and cries, what she really wants is to be held. when i see how holding causes her so quickly to cease her tears, and makes her quiet and clam - this is something very special we can give others - not only our children, but other human beings, other adults. sometimes we just need to be held.

sometimes we just need to be held.
[[Wikipedia introduces|]] //Finnegans Wake// as a work of comic (?) prose by Irish writer [[James Joyce]] … <<tiddler [[James Joyce/Wake]]>>
In 1944, Joseph Campbell +++[wrote:]
Introduction to a Strange Subject:
<part Campbell>

Running riddle and fluid answer, //[[Finnegans Wake]]// is a mighty allegory of the fall and resurrection of mankind.  It is a strange book, a compound of fable, symphony and nightmare -- a monstrous enigma beckoning imperiously from the shadowy pits of sleep.  Its mechanics resemble those of a dream, a dream which has freed the author from the necessities of common logic and has enabled him to compress all periods of history, all phases of individual and racial development, into a circular design of which every part is beginning, middle and end.  In a gigantic wheeling rebus, dim effigies rumble past, disappear into foggy horizons, and are replaced by other images, vague but half-consciously familiar.  On this revolving stage, mythological heroes and events of remotest antiquity occupy the same spatial and temporal plains as modern personages and contemporary happenings.  All time occurs simultaneously…  Multiple meanings are present in every line; interlocking allusions to key words and phrases are woven like [[fugal themes|a fugal theme]] into the pattern of the work.  //Finnegans Wake// is a prodigious, multifaceted monomyth {{grem{(and monolith)}}}, not only the //cauchemar// of a Dublin citizen but the dreamlike saga of guilt-stained, evolving humanity. 

-- From //A Skeleton Key to Finnegans Wake// (see [[Wikipedia article|]])</part>

"Grounded on ''a conflict of creation and self-destruction'', this most involuted of all books sets up attitudes and denies them in a whirl of shifting tones which was Joyce's best answer to his need for an art-form that would be at once an intimate personal testament and a resilient autonomous world of interacting forces." (Clive Hart, 1962)

''Truth is a slippery thing'' in the //Wake;// amorphous and dreamlike qualities were reportedly Joyce's intent.  It strikes me as one possible antithesis of the Glass Bead Game -- //see [[countervailingGBG]].//

The following passages, scattered over a few pages 115 through 118, seem full of metalanguage about writing, texts, and the meeting of reader and author.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; [We] may have our irremovable doubts as to the whole sense of the lot, the interpretation of any phrase in the whole, the meaning of every word of a phrase so far deciphered out of it.  On the face of it, and for your roughshod mind, the affair is a thing once for all done and there you are somewhere and finished in a certain time … Somehow and somewhere, ''before the bookflood or after her ebb'', somebody wrote it, wrote it all, wrote it all down, and there you are, full stop.  O, undoubtedly yes, and very potably so, but one who deeper thinks will always bear in the baccbuccus of his mind that this downright //there you are// and //there it is// is only ''all in his eye''. Why?
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Because, ''Soferim Bebel'' (…no surelier than the writing on the wall will hue it to the mod of men that mote in the main street), every person, place and thing in the chaosmos of Alle anyway connected was moving and changing every part of the time. (117-118)

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So hath been, love: tis tis: and will be: till wears and tears and ages.  Thief us the night, steal we the air, insult the fair!  //Traitor, bad hearer, brave!  The lightning look, the birding cry, awe from the grave, everflowing on the times.//  Feueragusaria iordenwater; now godsun shine on menday's daughter; a good clap, a fore marriage, a bad wake, tell hell's well; such is manowife's lot of lose and win again, like he's gruen quhiskers on who's chin again … If juness she saved!

This oldworld epistola of their weatherings and their marryings and their buryings and their [[natural|nascimento]] selections has ''tumbled'' down to us fersch and made-at-all-hours …

And it is surely a lesser ignorance to write a word with every consonant too few ''than to add all too many''.  {{grem{[As Joyce did, I say!]}}}
The end?  Say it with missiles then and thus arabesque the page …

So why sign anything as long as every word, letter, penstroke, paperspace is a perfect signature of its own?

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; … a word of warning about the tenderloined passion hinted at.  Some softnosed peruser might mayhem take it up erogenously as the usual case of spoons, //prostituta in herba// plus dinky pinks deliberatively summer-saulting off her bisexycle … what an innocent all-abroad's adverb can be suggestive of under the pudendascope and, finally, what a neurasthene nympholept, endocrine-pineal typus, of ''inverted parentage'' with a prepossessing drauma present in her past and a priapic urge for congress with agnates before cognates fundamentally is feeling for under her lubricitous meiosis when she refers with liking to some feeler she fancie's face.  And Mm.  We could. Yet what need to say? 

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;//'''Tis as human a little story as paper could well carry''…//  ([[115|]])


Naysayers we know. To conclude purely negatively from the positive absence of political odia and monetary requests that its page cannot ever have been a penproduct of a man or woman of that period or those parts is only one more unlookedfor conclusion leaped at, being tantamount to inferring from the nonpresence of inverted commas (sometimes called quotation marks) on any page that its author was always constitutionally incapable of misappropriating the spoken words of others.

The untireties of livesliving being the one substrance of a streamsbecoming. Totalled in toldteld and teldtold in tittletell tattle. Why? Because, graced be Gad and all giddy gadgets, in whose words were the beginnings, there are two signs to turn to, the yest and the ist, the wright side and the wronged side, feeling aslip and wauking up, so an, so farth.

I feel as old as yonder elm.  Night! Night!  Tell me, tell me, tell me elm!  Tellmetale of stem or stone.  Beside the rivering waters of, hitherandthithering waters of night.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;[T]he prisoner of that sacred edifice…was at his best a onestone parable, a rude breathing on the void of to be, a venter hearing his own bauchspeech in backwords, or, more strictly, @@color:grey;but tristurned initials,@@ the cluekey to a worldroom beyond the roomwhorld, for scarce one, or pathetically few…cared seriously or for long to doubt with ''{{serif{Kurt Iuld van Dijke}}}'' @@color:grey;(the gravitational pull perceived by certain fixed residents and the capture of uncertain comets chancedrifting through our system suggesting the authenticitatem of his aliquitudinis)@@ the canonicity of his existence as a ''tesseract''.&nbsp;&nbsp;(page [[100|]])

//Be still, O quick! Speak him dumb! Hush ye fronds of Ulma!//

[[Physics at the Wake: A Catalog|]]

Unknown identity of {{serif{[[Kurt Iuld can Dijke|]]}}}

If there is a future in every past that is present //Quis est qui non novit quinnigan// and //Qui quae quot at Quinnigan's [[Quake|Mandelbrot Quakes]]!//&nbsp;&nbsp;(page [[497|]])


There is disagreement if Joyce fancied this book as more serious 'work' than it deserved, and over-indulged in word play:

Joyce wrote in a letter while composing //Finnegans Wake//:
"It is a bewildering business … Complications to right of me, complications to left of me, complex on the page before me, perplex in the pen beside me, duplex in the meandering eyes of me, stuplex on the face that reads me.  And from time to time I lie back and listen to the sound of my hair growing white."
{{grem{[How melodramatic! All the better with the use of synesthesia: listening to a color.]}}}

Nobody took these laments seriously [John Bishop wrote];<part SecretWorry> everybody thought he was dramatizing himself while really only ''doodling around'' with puns, indulgently parading the emptiest of eruditions, or inventing some kind of private mythology.
</part>-- //Joyce's Book of the Dark: Finnegans Wake// by John Bishop, 1986, page 20

<<tiddler mergent>>
//Also see [[Hypermedia Joyce Studies|]]//
March 16, 2014 revision:

[[I dream]] of an en-viron-ment that is home for my body and mind… A place/space to rest, work, and play.

I am inspired by the philosophy of Thomas Jefferson's [[Academical Village]], which he realized as the University of Virginia.  I am also inspired by the architecture, beauty and ethos of the Pittsburgh [[Cathedral of Learning]].

<part training>
If I were a Village Instructor, my training might be in:
*[[Library Science]]
*[[Symbolic Systems]]
*[[Sustainability]] Studies

And I might teach:
*[[World Mythologies]]
*[[Language Appreciation]]
*Living Sustainably
*Applied Ethics / Critical Thinking
*[[Dynabook]] Authoring, Publication, or [[Librarianship|Dynabook Library]]
*Information Science for "Laypeople"


I envision a [[game|Glass Bead Game]], a [[song|ECCE]], a vast [[possibility space]], roiling with "the total contents and values of our culture."

Beware of the mystery school or clichéd ivory tower – elitism – or the fictional Castalia of [[Hesse]]'s Game.
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[[2013-03-22 — Honor your physical being|Honor your physical being]]
[[2012-11-11 — Resolution to transcend anger|resolutions]]

Dated posts I have written in various journals from the main of day-to-day living
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!The Wall
//with thanks to the author [[Thom Rutledge|]], and to my dear friend Elias//

Imagine yourself standing in front of a big brick wall.  Just you and the wall.  How close do you stand?  And what do you feel when you are facing the wall? 

How wide is your wall?  And how high?  Can you see where the wall ends?  Where it begins?  Can you reach the top?

How old is the wall—or how new?  Who built it?  And why?  How long have you been here?  Are you alone?  How long do you plan to say?

It’s your wall, you know.  Touch it.  Feel its texture.  Feel whatever you feel.

What is on the other side of the wall?  Can you guess?  Do you know?  Have you ever been there?  Do you want to go there now?

What if you are not alone?  What if there is more here than just you and the wall?  What if we are there with you?

What if you are wrong about the strength of the wall?  What if you are wrong about your own potential?  You’ve been wrong before, haven’t you?

You wall is made of bricks—individual bricks.  The wall is big.  The bricks are small.  The mortar is of your own making.  How strong is it?

What if you destroy your wall?  What if you destroy your wall, and then regret it?  What if you miss it?  What if you can’t handle it on the other side of the wall?  What if it’s too late to turn back now?

Now put your hand on your wall.  Touch it, palm flat on the wall.  What happens?  Push.  What happens?  Both hands.  What happens?

Will you step through?  Do you dare?  Can you keep yourself  from it?  Can you let yourself stumble, and laugh when you fall through to the other side of …?  What’s left of the wall?

What is it like on this side of the wall?  The sky, the ground, the air around you—what is it like?  What do you see?  What do you hear?  And what do you feel?

And what’s that in the distance? 
!The Arts of the Hidden: An Essay for the Left Hand
by Alan Kay
Collected in //[[Jerome S. Bruner beyond 100|]]: Cultivating Possibilities// (published 2015, available [[here|]])

> I gathered a few excerpts which, in my view, "illuminate" the lifework of Jerome (Jerry) [[Bruner]], and [[Kay]]'s own …

Jerry's signature challenge, hope, and belief is central here: //'… any subject can be taught effectively in some intellectually honest form to any child at any stage of development.'//
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;[from //The Process of Education//, Bruner 1960]
Alan added:  "This certainly has been shown to work for many sports, music, art, dance and theater. But what about ''the arts of the hidden''?"

Kay quoted [[Cesare Pavese]]: “To //know// the world, one must //construct// it.”
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;[from his [[diaries|"To+know+the+world%2C+one+must+construct+it"+inauthor:pavese]], published 1961; Pavese committed suicide in 1950 at age 41.]

… Though we could “[[illuminate]]” words, or musical scores, or math equations, this misses that //the beauty is several steps removed from the forms;// we use our minds to bring the meaning vividly to life. Fluent “readers” //live in meaning//: the forms are almost completely factored out of subjective experience.

This process is taken much further in the “reading” of symbols depicting the hidden: what needs to come to mind is not something in the sensual world, but “a sense of processes and relationships”.

… Paul Hindemith calls the process of listening to music a “co-creation” and “co-construction”.

… a designed curriculum for teaching the hidden is the amazing [[MACOS|]] (Man, A Course Of Study) endeavor, for which Jerry was a main force. It was aimed at three deep questions for an entire population of 5th and 6th grade children://
: What makes us human?
: How did we get that way?
: How can we become more so?
// Almost every part of the core content of cultural anthropology and its biological bases is not just hidden to most members of a human society, but many actively resist the ideas when put before them.  We can think of Anthropology as the science which tries to see us “from space” … Cultures are “differences of method”, not “differences of humanity”.
//You shall possess the [[origin of all poems]]…//}}}
: I learned from [[Whitman]] that the poem is a temple—or a green field—a place to enter, and in which to feel. Only in a secondary way is it an intellectual thing, an artifact… I learned that the poem was made not just to exist, but to speak—to be company.  ―Mary Oliver

: To pay attention, this is our endless and proper [[work|Messenger]].  ―Mary Oliver, from //Yes! No!//

: A poem should not mean, but be. ―Archibald ~MacLeish, from [[Ars Poetica]]

: and you communed with insensible arrangements: changeable organizations; shapeless distractions; puffs of dimension; [[ampersands]]; the dead. —Clark Moore

: When you're a young poet, reading is a search for your lost family. —Gregory Orr

: Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. ―Carl Sandburg

: Poetry is eternal graffiti written in the heart of everyone. ―Lawrence [[Ferlinghetti]]

: The courage of the poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness. ―Christopher Morley

: A poet’s work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep. ―Salman Rushdie

: As a [[countervailing|countervailingGBG]] ''reality'', poetry erects "a temple deep inside our hearing", at which we all need to worship in order to save //both// ourselves and the world. ― trail of literary criticism: [[Rilke]], Seamus Heaney, Ihab [[Hassan]]

selves, stir: writhe

are (leaves; flowers) dreams,

come quickly come
run run
with me now
jump shout (laugh
dance cry
sing) for it's Spring

and in
earth sky trees:
where a miracle arrives


you and I may not
hurry it with
a thousand poems
my darling
but nobody will stop it
– [[E.E. Cummings]] poem 63


Traditions of deliberate attention to consciousness, and of making poems, are as old as humankind. Meditation looks inward, poetry holds forth. One is private, the other is out in the world. One enters the moment, the other shares it. But in practice it is never entirely clear which is doing which.

In any case, we do know that in spite of the contemporary public perception of meditation and poetry as special, exotic, and difficult, they are both as old and as common as grass. The one goes back to essential moments of stillness and deep inwardness, and the other to the fundamental impulse of expression and presentation.
– Gary Snyder, "Just One Breath: The Practice of Poetry and Meditation" from //Tricycle// magazine

From its ancient origins as an oral art with music, prayer, and incantation, poetry is a focused and reverent expression of the human voice in language.
– also from //Tricycle// magazine, April 2016


A poem can’t take the place of a plum, or an apple. But just as a painting can recreate, by illusion, the dimension it loses by being confined to canvas, so a poem, by its own system of illusions, can set up a rich and apparently living world within its particular limits. Most of the poems I will introduce in the next few minutes attempt to recreate, in their own way, definite situations and landscapes. They are, quite emphatically, about the things of this world.

When I say “this world” I include, of course, such feelings as fear and despair and barrenness, as well as domestic love and delight in nature. These darker emotions may well put on the mask of quite unworldly things, such as ghosts or trolls or antique gods.
– Sylvia Plath

The same thing may be said for all of us,
that we do not admire what
we cannot understand: the bat
holding on upside-down or in quest
of something to eat, elephants pushing,
a wild horse taking a roll,
a tireless wolf under a tree …
the baseball fan, the statistician –
nor is it valid to discriminate against
‘business documents and school-books’;
{{grem{[differing here with Tolstoy]}}}
all these phenomena are important.
– Marianne Moore
… The word is more than just an instrument which makes dialogue possible … Within the word we find two dimensions, ''reflection'' and ''action'', in such radical interaction that if one is sacrificed -- even in part -- the other immediately suffers. There is no true word that is not at the same time a praxis. Thus, to speak a true word is to transform the world.

Human existence cannot be silent, nor can it be nourished by false words, but only by true words, with which men and women transform the world. To exist, humanly, is to //name// the world, to change it. Once named, the world in its turn reappears to the namers as a problem and requires of them a new //naming//.  Human beings are not built in silence, but in word, in work, in action-reflection.

-- Paulo Freire, //Pedagogy of the Oppressed// (1968)
: According to Wikipedia, "Freire advocates for a more world-mediated, mutual approach to education that considers people incomplete.  According to Freire, this 'authentic' approach to education must allow people to be aware of their incompleteness and strive to be more fully human.  This attempt to use education as a means of consciously shaping the person and the society is called //conscientization//, a term first coined by Freire in this book."
//See [[speak truth to power]]//


"A rhizomatic integration of the arts values complicated and disruptive possibilities that enliven the imagination toward more socially just ways of living and learning…

We In ''artful scholarship'' have been questioning the everyday experience, noting that it is often disrupted, out-of-kilter, off balance, messy, and in need of some kind of relational bridge to guide our everyday practice…

Our goal is to demonstrate how [[a/r/tography|]] is that relational bridge; how it is a back and forth crossing -- a process -- that ranges from the opaque and familiar to the tension of difficulty and disruption. In this way, a/r/tography is a continually renewed community practice of teaching and learning, almost like an ongoing map, one with several layers and points of view, one with constant differentiation and coordination. Highly dependent on context, we know that if a map is to guide our everyday practice, then it is both //created// from multiple viewpoints and //understood// in multiple ways -- that the unity promised in a map becomes discovered in the diversity of multiple interrelated trajectories…

So it is, in speaking of our artistic pedagogy as a/r/tography, we refer to Deleuze and Guattari's description of the [[rhizome]] to mean that a/r/tography is a kind of integration of the arts that can be characterized as ''simultaneous growth going in all directions all at once''…

It is because of this willingness to remain in the middle, in ''the interstices of ideas'', that there is the possibility of understanding beyond ourselves…"
-- Sean Wiebe and Pauline Sameshima, "Re-imagining Arts Integration: Rhizomatic Relations of the Everyday"
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From //Always Coming Home// by Ursula K. Le Guin
…Instruction in computer use was part of ordinary education; in the Valley this principally involved learning TOK. A convenient side-effect of this was the use of TOK—which could be spoken as well as typed into the Exchange terminals—as a worldwide lingua franca for traders and travellers and people wishing to communicate with people of another language directly or through the Exchanges. In the Valley, in fact, this use of TOK rather overshadowed its original purpose. But anybody who was interested in working with the terminal could augment their training at will. The City would provide training on any level, from simple gameplaying to the heights of pure mathematics or theoretical physics, for anyone desiring to master some part of the infinite complexities of information retrieval. The Memory of the City of Mind was incalculably vast. Endless knowledge was there, if one could get at it; for the goal of the Mind was to become a total mental model or replica of the Universe.

As with the Universe, however, the problem of intelligibility remained.

"There is an external reality that we ignore at our peril, and indeed much of the evolution of the human species can be described as an increasing concordance between the images within our brains and the reality in the external world."
—Carl [[Sagan]]
also quoted in my [[Dekatessera|Dekatessera Commentary]] 10 commentary

Given any new technology for transmitting information, we seem bound to use it for great quantities of small talk. We are only saved by <<tag music>> from being overwhelmed by nonsense.
—Lewis Thomas, "The Music of This Sphere"
//The Lives of a Cell//, 1974

Language is simply alive, like an organism. We all tell each other this, in fact, when we speak of living languages, and I think we mean something more than an abstract metaphor. We mean alive. Words are the cells of language, moving the great body, on legs. Language grows and evolves, leaving fossils behind. The individual words are like different species of animals. Mutations occur. Words fuse, and then mate. Hybrid words and wild varieties or compound words are the progeny. Some mixed words are dominated by one parent while the other is recessive. The way a word is used this year is its phenotype, but it has deeply immutable meanings, often hidden, which is its ''genotype''…
—Lewis Thomas, "Living Language"
//The Lives of a Cell//

The ''genotype'' of a word or language suggests genealogy and etymology.  //However…//

YOU only occur
ONCE: anti-etymological,
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;the wind WRIT.

(one of the [[HapaxHaiku]])
''Alan C. Kay''  (17 May 1940)  American computer scientist known for his work on object-oriented programming and user interface design.  Developed the Smalltalk programming language and envisioned the [[Dynabook]], focused on children's learning with computers.  He received the Turing award in 2003.

//''Points of View: a tribute to Alan Kay''// ^^[[[2]|]]^^ – Edited by Ian Piumarta & Kimberly Rose

A film called //[[Squeakers|]]// was released in 2002, featuring Alan Kay, Jerome [[Bruner]], and Seymour Papert, which demonstrated using "technology to playfully and effectively engage kids in learning about math and science."

[[Alan Kay's Reading List]]
Eugene Gendlin first called this "preconceptual feeling."  It is central to his book //Focusing//.


For years, Gendlin offered a class at the University of Chicago in which he taught exactly that. The purpose of the class was to get students to tap into their implicit knowing—Gendlin’s term for what someone knows but is not yet able to express. “It took weeks to explain that the usual criteria were reversed in my course,” Gendlin says. Everywhere else in the university only what was clear counted at all, he explains. “Here we cared only about what was as yet unclear.” Gendlin impressed the point on his students that if what they were thinking was already clear, “We don’t need you for this; we have it in the library already.” 

''Is the felt sense unconscious?''
No. You aren’t going to be able to say any of this in the old language. Everything in the old language is divided into conscious and unconscious—and this isn’t like that. Everything is divided into the same or different—and this isn’t like that. Everything is divided into thinking and feeling—and this isn’t like that. You have to make new phrases.

''When you talk about “the body,” you seem to use that word in a whole new way. “The body is not just some kind of structure,” you have written, “the body is also the body from the inside.” Elsewhere you say, “Consciousness is bodily.” What is wrong with our ordinary view of body?''
The body that we have is a living body. Mostly we were taught that the body is what we leave here when we die. I think that is a terrible mistake. The body that we have is not a dead body. We don’t know exactly how dead bodies come to be, but it is absolutely clear that this body is the living body. So we need to draw the basic concepts about “the body” from the living process. 

What most people today think of as the body comes from science, and that conception changes through time. In Kant and Hegel’s time, it was mechanical. When I was younger, it was chemistry. Now it’s neurology. By the time my grandchildren grow up, it’ll be some other thing. Human beings are capable of thinking analytically. They can create a grid with abstract variables. And then if you map observations and experiences on that grid, you can take them apart and get patterns for different things and move these patterns around. You learn a great deal. If it weren’t for that, we wouldn’t have any technology. Seven billion of us couldn’t all live on this planet without that capability. So there’s no denigrating science. But you have to know that a living process is a wider story than that. Those analytic, cognitive units are not alive, and they can’t literally be read back into living. 

''What is the body in your view?''
The living body has many different meanings. The body builds itself from the embryo on. The structure is not like a machine in the sense that first you build a machine, then you turn it on. It’s turned on from the first cell, and it develops itself, and that developing never stops. 

The body includes behavior possibilities. It has the sense of space in which you can do things, not just move around. The possibilities of “what we can do from here” is the space that we really live in; we don’t live in empty, abstract, geometric space. 

And then on top of that, you have your thinking capacity. The thinking that you are doing varies your behavior possibilities. You might think of something and then see that you can do such and such, which you hadn’t seen before. So the thinking changes the behavior possibilities, and that in turn is reconstituting your body in various ways. 

Your body takes everything you learn with you. But your body understanding is more than what you learned. It absorbs what you learn, and then it still implies further. A body isn’t only an is; it is an is and implies further. 

''I was just thinking how remarkable it is that the body heals itself. Is that what you are tapping into when you talk about embodied insight—this natural intelligence?''
No, you’re using “body” in the old meaning—that’s why it seems “remarkable” that it can heal or think. I’m talking about an inherent way that the body can think; or at least, that when we think, the body is part of that. I’m talking about the inherent way that the body has language; when we talk, the body is part of that—it’s not just the muscles or the vocal chords. It’s clear that the body is linguistic and logical. It senses clarity and also senses itself. 

Is your model of the body also a shifting of viewpoint? You talk from a perspective of first-person lived experience, from the inside, rather than describing lived experience from the outside, as an objective observer would? It’s not “rather than.” I would say “in addition to.” I learn everything that I can learn from objective science, and I understand and incorporate that. Then I come back to the corpus that incorporates it. And that corpus is the body, of course. 

I love every kind of research—mechanical, chemical, neurological, whatever. But you always have to take the understanding it gives you and then refer to how your understanding can go wider. That goes wider isn’t just mental; it is also bodily. 

For example, if you feel some excitement or some opposition or some discomfort, go to the quality. The first thing you get on this felt sense is just a quality, and you won’t even know what to call it. You have to say it’s “ugh,” or it’s uncomfortable, or it’s “something important is happening in here and I don’t know what, but I can feel it.” If you go there and just to that quality, it very soon opens, and you say, “Oh!” And then there is a whole field of wider. You can’t do that without a living body. 

''Can we trust the going-wider? Is this process always moving toward the good?''
Definitely. It is always trustworthy. What “trustworthy” means, though, depends here: it is your living forward, that it moves toward. It moves toward being able to breathe if you can’t breathe. It moves toward relaxing when you’re tense. It moves toward mobilizing when you’re in a funk and you can’t get moving. It moves toward more life. And yet—what that means varies.

Mark Strand

Trying to recall the plot
And characters we dreamed,
     What life was like
Before the morning came,
We are seldom satisfied,
     And even then
There is no way of knowing
If what we know is true.
     Something nameless
Hums us into sleep,
Withdraws, and leaves us in
     A place that seems
Always vaguely familiar.
Perhaps it is because
     We take the props
And fixtures of our days
With us into the dark,
     Assuring ourselves
We are still alive. And yet
Nothing here is certain;
     Landscapes merge
With one another, houses
Are never where they should be,
     Doors and windows
Sometimes open out
To other doors and windows,
     Even the person
Who seems most like ourselves
Cannot be counted on,
     For there have been
Too many times when he,
Like everything else, has done
     The unexpected.
And as the night wears on,
The dim allegory of ourselves
     Unfolds, and we
Feel dreamed by someone else,
A sleeping counterpart,
     Who gathers in
The darkness of his person
Shades of the real world.
     Nothing is clear;
We are not ever sure
If the life we live there
     Belongs to us.
Each night it is the same;
Just when we’re on the verge
     Of catching on,
A sense of our remoteness
Closes in, and the world
     So lately seen
Gradually fades from sight.
We wake to find the sleeper
     Is ourselves
And the dreamt-of is someone who did
Something we can’t quite put
     Our finger on,
But which involved a life
We are always, we feel,
     About to discover.
<part precis>
Trust (in Self, Community, Divine)

I learned of this from Chris J–
''Currently reading:''

//[[Hopscotch]]// — Julio Cortázar

//For The Time Being// — Annie Dillard

[[Books I've recently read]]

[[Writings that shaped my view]] of the world

''Planned to read, linger in longer, or one day complete:''

//10% Happier: How I Tamed the Voice in My Head…// — Dan Harris

//You Must Change Your Life: The Story of Rainer Maria [[Rilke and Auguste Rodin|Rilke/Rodin]]// — Rachel Corbett

//In the Spirit of T'ao Ch'ien: a Sequence of 15 Poems// — Michael Czarnecki

//The Body Keeps the Score: Brain, Mind, and Body in the Healing of Trauma// —  Bessel van der Kolk

//Where the Heart Beats: John Cage, Zen Buddhism, and the Inner Life of Artists// —  Kay Larson

//The Last Unicorn// — Peter S. Beagle

//Leadings: A Catholic's Journey Through Quakerism// — Irene Lape

//Heinrich von Ofterdingen// — Novalis (a story of the [[Blue Flower]])

//The [[Wisdom of No Escape]] and the Path of ~Loving-Kindness// — Pema Chödrön

//The Places That Scare You: A Guide to Fearlessness in Difficult Times// — Pema Chödrön

//An Altar in the World: A Geography of Faith// — Barbara Brown Taylor

//The Lost Notebooks of Loren Eiseley// — edited by Kenneth Heuer

//Points of View: a tribute to Alan [[Kay]]// ^^[[[2]|]]^^ – Edited by Ian Piumarta & Kimberly Rose

//[[The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge]]// — Rilke

//Tools for Thought: The History and Future of ~Mind-Expanding Technology// — Howard Rheingold

//The Information: A History, A Theory, A Flood// — James Gleick

//Gilgamesh: A New English Version// — Stephen Mitchell

//Dark Night of the Soul// — St. John of the Cross (and derivatives of his poem)

//The Power of Myth// — Joseph Campbell

//The Myth of the Machine: Technics and Human Development// — Lewis Mumford

//America's Constitution: A Biography// — Akhil Reed Amar

//On Intelligence// – Jeff Hawkins

//S.// — Doug Dorst and J.J. Abrams

//[[The Red Book]]: Liber Novus// — Carl [[Jung]]

//Gamer Theory// — ~McKenzie Wark, [[online version|]]

//The Exegesis of Philip K. Dick//
:In the //Exegesis//, [[Dick|quiet hero]] documents his eight-year attempt to fathom what he called “2-3-74,” a postmodern visionary experience of the entire universe “transformed into information.”  Jonathan Lethem wrote: “A great and calamitous sequence of arguments with the universe: poignant, terrifying, ludicrous, and brilliant.”
//Radical Simplicity: Small Footprints on a Finite Earth// — Jim Merkel

//Dune// — Frank Herbert

Several books from [[Alan Kay's Reading List]]
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– by [[Chris Dent]] from Peermore / ''[[Tank|]]'' / Docs / [[Features|]] and [[You-Us|]]

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[[Emmanuel Levinas]] prefers to think of philosophy as the ''"wisdom of love"'' rather than the love of wisdom (the literal Greek meaning of the word "philosophy"). In his view, ''response'' precedes any "objective searching after truth".

For Lévinas, the irreducible relation, the epiphany, of the face-to-face, the encounter with another, is a privileged phenomenon in which the other person's proximity and distance are both strongly felt.
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— matters of muses & life recombined

//You take the [[red pill]] – you stay in Wonderland,
and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.//

I'm also now sharing pieces from the wiki as [[museical|]] on Twitter.

This has been the primary home of my writing since May of 2011.  Much in my life has changed since then, but the whole while, I've been reading, collecting, and wrestling with life's questions.

//"[[live the questions]] now …
perhaps you will then gradually,
without noticing it,
live along some distant day
into the answer."//
I can see Will Hunting saying, “You people surround yourself with these books, and they’re the wrong fucking books.”

There are maybe 10-12 books that I keep without shame, however. They either bring me joy, or still have usefulness. Like these:

* Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry Into Values -- Robert M. Pirsig
* On the Road -- Jack Kerouac
* A Portrait of the Artist As a Young Man -- [[James Joyce]]
* The Bell Jar -- Sylvia Plath

by John Lennon

God is a Concept by which we measure our pain
I'll say it again
[[God|god myth]] is a Concept by which we measure our pain

I don't believe in magic
I don't believe in I-ching
I don't believe in Bible
I don't believe in Tarot
I don't believe in Hitler
I don't believe in Jesus
I don't believe in Kennedy
I don't believe in Buddha
I don't believe in Mantra
I don't believe in Gita
I don't believe in Yoga
I don't believe in Kings
I don't believe in Elvis
I don't believe in Zimmerman
I don't believe in Beatles

I just believe in me, Yoko and me, and that's reality

The dream is over
What can I say?
The dream is over
I was the dreamweaver
But now I'm reborn
I was the walrus
But now I'm John
And so, dear friends,
You'll just have to carry on
The dream is over


Passed to me by my friend Ryan on July 28, 2016
Food, Drink, Metabolism
Habitation, Safety, Comfort
Sleep, Rest, Reflection
Exercise & Stimulation
Contact & Speech

Control & Habit
Self & Freedom @@color:grey;font-size:60%;^^★^^@@
Belonging & Esteem

@@color:grey;font-size:60%;^^★^^@@ @@color:grey; Selfhood emerges and differentiates from the surrounding world & relationships; achieves memory-ego cohesion at minimum; hunger arises for freedom or "free agency" in the world.@@

Upon physical maturation/puberty, some who have gained a sense of control/habit, selfhood, belonging, and compliance to their culture's stories (if not understanding), henceforth will give little thought to these facets of life.  Sexual gratification often becomes a primary hunger akin to eating and sleeping. Sexual pleasure, procreation of young, and the accompanying benefits to one's ego and social belonging are sufficient "reward" to many, if their basic needs for nourishment and safety are met. Even the oppressed, who are not free to determine their own life course, desire to procreate. Other forms of conscious self-manifestation (or making of meaning) can often be ignored, and the desire for increased powers forgone.

//will to power//
//will to pleasure//
//will to meaning//

I imagine that self-manifesting—via power, pleasure and/or meaning—is realized in the [[Realms of the Manifest]]

Contrast ''Have–Do–Be'' paradigm with ''Be–Do–Have''.

[[Triple quest for self]]
''I invented this situation as I see it.  I am not a victim of the world I see because I invented it.''

The human memory…operates in a manner remarkably similar to those primitive cultures without reading and writing, cultures that must learn their collective stories by heart and constantly maintain their stock of stories through repetition. What constitutes a self or an identity is a set of memories-turned-into-stories, memories shared by the successive series of personae occupying an individual mind. And like the most ancient mythologist, we tend to remember according to the needs of memory.
—Timothy Adams, //Telling Lies//
…The double bind—a contradictory double imperative, or rather a whole network of contradictory imperatives—is an extremely common phenomenon. In fact, it is so common that it might be said to form the basis of all human relationships.

…The effects of the double bind on the child are particularly devastating. All the grown-up voices around him, beginning with those of the father and mother (voices which, in our society at least, speak for the culture with the force of established authority) exclaim in a variety of accents, “Imitate us!” “Imitate me!” “I bear the secret of life!” The more attentive the child is to these seductive words, and the more earnestly he responds to the suggestions emanating from all sides, the more devastating will be the eventual conflicts. The child possesses no perspective that will allow him to see things as they are. He has no basis for reasoned judgements, no means of foreseeing the metamorphosis of his model into a rival. This model's opposition reverberates in his mind like a terrible condemnation; he can only regard it as an act of excommunication. The future orientation of his desires—that is, the choice of his future models—will be significantly affected by the dichotomies of his childhood. In fact, these models will determine the shape of his personality.

If desire is allowed its own bent, its mimetic nature will almost always lead it into a double bind. The unchanneled mimetic impulse hurls itself blindly against the obstacle of a conflicting desire. It invites its own rebuffs and these rebuffs will in turn strengthen the mimetic inclination. We have, then, a self-perpetuating process, constantly increasing in simplicity and fervor… Whenever he sees himself closest to the supreme goal, he comes into violent conflict with a rival.
—René Girard, //Violence and the Sacred “From Mimetic Desire to the Monstrous Double”//, pp.156–157
[[Seven Words|]]:
numinous -- boustrophedon -- osmotic -- elegy -- transhemispheric -- tableau -- ubiquitous
: somewhat labored correspondences made to the '[[Sevenfold Self]]' and my [[lines of sight]] <part explication>
# //numinous speck in the cosmos// (L'Engle and Sagan @@color:grey;font-size:70%;12, 13, 107@@) //anatta// [[→|I am]]
** gate of fantasy (Oz, portals, Philomythus)
# //boustrophedon biome story// (genealogy and Elias @@color:grey;font-size:70%;27, 34, 119@@)  //prana// [[→|quickens]]
** walls @@color:grey;font-size:70%;(28, 29, 30)@@ erected around a labyrinth
# //osmotic son of the wild// (stream of dreams and Ray Johnson @@color:grey;font-size:70%;42, 46, 90@@)  //kama// [[→|Time-Binder]]
** meeting ghosts (stories, dreams, art)
# //elegy for the family of mankind// (Whitman and Rilke @@color:grey;font-size:70%;59, 39, 63@@)  //artha// [[→|Home is]]
** come to the dream-gate: I can be a humble poet
# //transhemispheric ''dharma'' poem// (Tillich, Fleischman, Chödrön, Strayed @@color:grey;font-size:70%;82, 83@@) &nbsp;[[→|lines of sight]]
** artist and quiet hero @@color:grey;font-size:70%;(80, 81, 25)@@
# //tableau enacting the jewels// (ecstasy, art, Layman Monk @@color:grey;font-size:70%;89, 90, 64@@)  //moksha// [[→|Seed of Perfection]]
** totems @@color:grey;font-size:70%;(97, 98)@@ defend the Triple Gem
# //ubiqitous ''tao'', cannot be spoken// (human condition and dialectic @@color:grey;font-size:70%;110, 57, 94@@) [[→|Sevenfold Self]]
** no separation of dancer and dance @@color:grey;font-size:70%;(114)@@

gate of fantasy -- walls erected around a labyrinth --
meeting ghosts -- come to the dream-gate --
quiet hero -- totems defend the Triple Gem --
no separation of dancer and dance
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Safe in my home --
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;our home
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Safe to be who I am
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Safe from the stupidity
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;of the outer world
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Safe from that which
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;scares me
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Safe in your embrace
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Safe to learn
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Safe to explore
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Safe to love}}}

I have never received a letter as precious to me.  (Answering her //[[Walk in the Sun|Walk in the Sun, Child]]// letter.)  One thing which surprised me is that this connection between us lived on for so many years, with no contact and so much life happening in between.  I guess that I prepared myself (though secretly hoping against it) that your memories and affection had dimmed, or perhaps my childhood memories had exaggerated intensity, as a 10 year old's can be.

You had such a brief time with us (I think it was less than a year?) and I was so young at the time, but somehow I knew and believed we had bonded for life.  Now, a certain part of the mature Randy cringes and thinks I should edit out those words, "bonded for life."  Why?  Because I experienced various disappointments over the years, and learned to accept that usually my emotions were more intense for another person than theirs were for me.  I learned to restrain my emotions a bit, and not say such things as "bonded for life," because so often people say these things and are gone in a few years.  Here, I will reflect on the thoughts as they pass through my mind, and tell you what I really feel.  I am just so amazed and grateful that our connection lived on in you, too.  Your words were so true, "we knew each other by heart from the beginning."  What other explanation could there be.

For my 20th birthday, Lily gave me a mason jar with a few heart-shaped stones, a paint pen, and a note inside.  She suggested that I make a memory jar, writing on the stones the names of people, places and things that I loved in my first 20 years, and filling the rest of the jar with mementos, pictures, or other meaningful objects.  She said in her note, "When you are done, seal the jar and peer into it whenever you want to remember the first 20 years that shaped you."  What an experience I had creating that jar, which I did slowly, until it was completely full.  I now call it my "20 Year Love Jar."  Of course, your name is written on one of the heart stones inside.  One day I'll have to show you the rest of the jar.

Your observations of my character and my abilities were very accurate, amazingly intuitive, in fact.  Perhaps the praise was a little overstated; I still wonder if a more innocent 10 year old Randy gives you an idealistic view.  For the most part, you hit the truth. I smiled and tears stung my eyes in a few places.  How well you know the inner me, although much has changed on the outside, and much history has accumulated.

I will now share some of the events and influences of my current life:

I have told you about my job, which is barely worth mentioning, here.  Next month will be six years that I've been employed by this company, and I have been rewarded with practical business experience, financial stability, and the resources to pursue hobbies and passions of mine during the off-hours.  These passions are far-flung and shifting, although clustered around a few core themes.

I still love to read.  Language is probably my first and most  consuming love – I read, collect books, hunt for obscure ones, think and talk about them all the time.  Fortunately, I married a woman who shares a similar passion, and when we merged our libraries and continued acquiring books, our only problem was storing and keeping track of them.  The house we found in Kansas has wonderful built-in bookcases, and with other shelves we bought over the years, the books are (almost) all shelved and in order.

Language as a whole fascinates me.  I lament that I haven't learned a second language, although I retained a lot of the Spanish I learned in one year of high school.  One day, I want to learn Latin (which I have the perfect textbook and dictionary for), and become fluent in one of the romantic languages, probably Spanish.  One of my favorite poets, [[Rilke]], wrote in German, and there is so much other good German literature … so one day, after the other languages, maybe I will tackle the language of my ancestors.

I read non-fiction, poetry (lots of that lately), novels, fantasy (//Lord of the Rings// being a favorite), and children's literature.  I know a wonderful instructor at the local community college who teaches children's lit, and I must enroll in her class one of these days.  Again, I have several text books, critical analysis, etc. about children's literature, in addition to the books I loved as a child and the ones I have found as an adult.  Some of the best literature ever written was labelled "for children."

Children and the realm of childhood.  What a rich place, with treasures I can barely grasp as an adult.  There was a time I wanted to be an elementary school teacher (in addition to a half dozen other professions I have been interested in, and would probably do well.)  I often quote one of my favorite children's authors, Madeleine [[L'Engle]], who said:  "The challenge I face with children is the redemption of adulthood.  We must make it evident that maturity is the fulfillment of childhood and adolescence, not the diminishing; that it is an affirmation of life, not a denial; that it is entering fully into our essential selves."  The redemption of adulthood, a worthy and monumental task.  I know that for me, behind any troubled memories I have of my own, childhood seems like the golden age, and being a grown-up is the fall from grace.  I'm still working on that.

I also spend a lot of time on computers.  I kind of shy away from being a "tech-head", someone deep in the nuts and bolts and obsessed with the hardware and specs.  I love computer science theory, information visualization, computer learning and teaching tools (not just glorified flash card systems that teach by rote), and what [[one man|Kay]] called "the instrument whose music is ideas."  Games, music, internet, and all the rest keep me busy and distracted, as well.  Again, I am fortunate to have a wife who is tech-obsessed, and lets me own three computers (all Macs.)

Music: my most recent interest, which is still developing.  Of course, I listen to lots of music, but I am now trying to develop some musical ability with one particular instrument.  Last spring, I bought a small Celtic harp and took a few lessons (in Denver) while time permitted.  The lessons have lapsed, and I don't spend time with the harp at home as often as I'd like to.  I am a very early beginner; I can't read sheet music very well, and I pluck out tunes slowly and with deliberation.  (Getting smoother with those songs I've played often, such as "Over the Rainbow" and "Brahm's Lullaby".)  However, I remain captivated by the beauty of the harp, and its potential to add another form of expression to my creative repertoire.

Well, I managed to deluge you with information.  This letter got really long, and there's still so much to talk about.  We can take our time catching up.  Tell me anything and everything you'd like to share about your life.

Last, I want to say that I love you.  I love you as a mother, because now I know that I can have more than one.  I knew exactly what you were saying about this – I too felt the love then, now, and all the time in between.  I am so grateful that we re-connected after all these years.
by Julio Cortázar
published 1963 in Spanish as //Rayuela//

//Like a [[tarot]] figure, something that has to resolve itself, a polyhedron in which every edge and every facet keeps its immediate sense, the false one, until the mediating sense is integrated, revelation.  And so Brahms, me, the thumps on the ceiling, Horacio: ''something is slowly heading towards an explanation''.

… One must aim at the maximum, be a [[voyant]] as Rimbaud wanted to be.//

<part 73>
__Chapter 73:__
To burn like this without surcease, to bear the inner burning coming on like fruit's quick ripening, to be the pulse of a bonfire in this thicket of endless stone, walking through the nights of our life, obedient as our blood in its blind circuit.

How often I wonder ''whether this is only writing'', in an age in which we run towards deception through infallible equations and conformity machines.  But to ask one's self if we will know how to find the other side of ''habit'' or if it is better to let one's self be borne along by its happy cybernetics, is that not literature again?

Rebellion, conformity, anguish, earthly sustenance, all the dichotomies: the Yin and the Yang, contemplation or the //Tätigkeit// …

what a hammock of words, what purse-size [[dialectic]]s with pajama storms and ''living-room cataclysms'' …

//Que sí, que no, que en ésta está// …

We invent our conflagration, we burn outwardly from within, maybe that is the choice, maybe words envelop it the way a napkin does a loaf of bread and maybe the fragrance is inside, the flour puffing up, the yes without the no, or the no without the yes, the day without ''manes'', without Ormuz //or// Ariman, once and for all and in peace and enough.

{{grem{[el sí sin el no, o el no sin el sí, el día sin Manes, sin Ormuz __o__ Arimán, de una vez por todas y en paz y basta]}}}
: {{grem{Manes: [[spirits of dead ancestors|]]
Spirits of the dead, deified in ancient Rome, which for three days a year (August 24, October 5 and November 8) could mingle with the living, going through a mundus: a hole or well located in the center of a city and covered by a [[lapis manalis|]].}}}
Perhaps he takes it out secretly and looks at it, puts it away again and goes off to ''the factory'' feeling something that he does not understand, an obscure reproval.

Why surrender to Great Habit?  One can choose his ture, his invention …
//¿Por que entregarse a la Gran ''Costumbre''?//

An invented fire burns in us, an incandescent ture, a contraption {{grem{[a "whatsis" or "widget"]}}} of the race, a city that is the Great Screw… Incurable, perfectly incurable, we select the Great Screw as a ture, we lean towards it, we enter it, we [return and] invent it again every day…
//Nos arde un fuego inventado, una incandescente tura, un artilugio de la raza, una ciudad que es el Gran Tornillo … Incurables, perfectamente incurables, elegimos por tura el Gran Tornillo, nos inclinamos sobre él, entramos en él, ''volvemos'' a inventarlo cada dia …//
<part 1-2>

__Chapter 1:__
You used to make me a little sick with your mania for perfection, with your rundown shoes, with your refusal to accept the acceptable.

I realized that ''searching was my symbol'', the emblem of those who go out at night with nothing in mind, the motives of a destroyer of compasses.

… a sudden entry into a Maga world, awkward and confused, but also ferns signed by a Klee spider, a Miro circus, Vieira da Silva ash-mirrors, a chess world where you moved about like a knight trying to move like a rook trying to move like a bishop. {{grem{[See images of the art described in this paragraph at [[The Blind Circuit|]] blog.]}}}

__Chapter 2:__
The world was still something petrified and established, swinging on its hinges, ''a skein of streets and trees and names and months''.  

… a woman who ran her small, thin hand along my thighs, holding off the stroke that would have plucked me out of this vigilance in the depths of emptiness for just a moment.  Too late, always too late, because even though we made love so many times, happiness must have been something else, something sadder perhaps than this peace, this pleasure, a mood of unicorn or island, an endless fall in immobility.

I always end up talking about the center without the slightest guarantee that I know what I'm saying, and I slip into the trap of geometry, that method we Occidentals use to try to regulate our lives: axis, center, //raison d'être//, Omphalos, nostalgic ~Indo-European names.

Sometimes I am convinced that triangle is another name for stupidity, that [[eight times eight|I Ching]] is madness or a dog.  Holding ''La Maga, that materialized nebula'', I begin to think that it makes just as much sense to model a doll out of crumbled bread as ''to write the novel I will never write'' or to give my life in the defense of ideas that could redeem whole peoples… Doll, novel, heroism.

//Then hop to chapter 116// -- to be a //[[voyant]]// …

<part 3-84-4>
__Chapter 3:__

To believe that action could crown something, or that the sum total of actions could really be a life worthy of the name, was the illusion of a moralist.

The only thing certain was the weight in the pit of his stomach, the physical suspicion that something was not going well and that perhaps it never had gone well.

<part 79>
__Chapter 79:__

To provoke, assume a text that is out of line, untied, incongruous… to take from literature that part which is a living bridge from man to man… a narrative that will not be a pretext for the transmission of a 'message' (there is no message, only messengers, and that is the message, just as love is the one who loves); a narrative that will act as a coagulant of experiences, as a catalyst of confused and badly understood notions, which first off will ''cut into the one who is writing it'' … {{grem{[I draw blood with the sharp edge of words and images on my flesh…]}}}

''The strange self-creation of the author through his work.''  If out of that magma that is a day, the submersion in existence, we wish to raise the power of values that announce [[anthropophany]] as their end, what can be done…with haughty reasoning reason?   Dialectical thought has had more than enough time to give us its fruits.  We are eating them, they are delicious, they are seething with radioactivity.  And when the feast is over, why are we so sad, brothers of nineteen hundred and fifty-something?

… the comic novel (and what is //[[Ulysses|James Joyce]]//?) will have to take place like those dreams where in the margin of some trivial happening we have a presentiment of a more serious anxiety that we do not always manage to decipher.

… ''make an accomplice of the reader, a traveling companion.''  Simultaneanize him, provided that the reading will abolish reader's time and substitute author's time.  Thus the reader would be able to become a coparticipant and cosufferer of the experience through which the novelist is passing, //at the same moment and in the same form.//  All artistic tricks are of no use in obtaining it: the only thing worth anything is ''the material in gestation'', the experiential immediacy (transmitted through words, of course, but the least aesthetic words possible…)

… give him something like a façade, with doors and windows behind which there operates a mystery which the reader-accomplice will have to look for (therefore the complicity) and perhaps will not find (therefore the cosuffering).  What the author of this novel might have succeeded in for himself, will be repeated (becoming gigantic, perhaps, and that would be marvelous) in the reader-accomplice.


See this Spanish blog //[[Mi Rayuela|]]// (My Hopscotch):
: 'para generar un espacio de reciprocidad sobre esta maravilla de la literatura' -- to create ''a space of reciprocity'' on this marvel of literature…

156 -- a pre-digital [[hypertext|]] "Table of Instructions" [[→|]]

157 -- Antonio [[Martini|]]:
And moved by the hope of being of particular help to youth, and of ''contributing to the reform of customs'' in general //[reforma de las [[costumbres|]] en general]//, I have put together this collection of maxims, counsels, and precepts which are the basis of those [[universal morals|Dekatessera Commentary]] that are so much a part of the spiritual and temporal happiness of men of all ages, states, and conditions … [and] of any other republic or government that the most thoughtful and serious philosophers of the world might wish to contrive {{grem{[or devise]}}}.
-- //[[Spirit of the Bible and Universal Morals|]]
Drawn from the Old and New Testaments// (1797)
158 -- César Bruto (Carlos Warnes, 1905-1984):
//Everytime it starts to get cool, I mean in the middle of autim, ''I start gettin nutty ideas'' like I was thinkin about what was forein and diffrent… when you start goin downhill cause your actin bad in everythin, they aint nobody or nothin can stop you from endin up a stinkin piece of human garbidge and they never gone give you a hand to haul you up outen the dirty muck you rollin around in, not even if you was a eagle when you was young and could fly up and over the highest hills…  ''I jes hope what I been writin down hear do somebody some good'' so he take a good look at how he livin and he dont be sorry when it too late and everythin is gone down the drain cause it his own fault.//
--  //What I Would Like to Be If I Wasn't What I Am//
159 --
//Rien ne vous tue un homme comme d’être obligé de représenter un pays.//
&nbsp;&nbsp; (Nothing kills a man like being obliged to represent a country.)
-- Written by Jacques Vaché in a letter to André Breton, the founder of surrealism.

160 -- Julio Cortázar (1914-1984)

<part Club>
** //I am [[grounded change|SARK]], and I am dreaming the real. "Your presence has a calming effect."//
** //every vaulted achievement summons her…//
** //I think that my job is to observe people and the world, and not to judge them. I always hope to position myself away from so-called conclusions. I would like to leave everything wide open to all the possibilities in the world.//  (Haruki Murakami)
** //Typically the lotus (also commonly known as the water lily) is born from murk and mire.  From sludgy, slimy waters, this brilliant blossom emerges.//
** //I have made myself into many things (some good, some bad, some horrible, some great).  I'm older, wiser, and wickeder than ever before, and my lock will be picked someday. I'm a motherfucking superhero if I want to be.  I'm ''dozens'' of people.// (7/28/16)
** //I tie my mind up with numerous projects and explorations so I can avoid the reality of how unfulfilling my work life is. Furthermore, it's not accidental that I have music playing around nearly all of my waking moments.//
** //Now, I must add that I have found many of the other aspects of my life to be rewarding through these explorations. And to be [[frank|]], I believe that my greatest accomplishment in this life to date has been a re-channeling of my abilities, intelligence, and mildly odd and irregular combination of, uh, superpowers into this 10/28/16 life and self.//
** //I ''strongly'' encourage you to continue to pursue whatever enterprises you find to be gratifying. If that is your only feasible escape from the unlimited fungus of this pit, then dial it up to 11. And, yes, the raw material [of your poetry] is incidental in my opinion.//
** //Every person is really 10,000 different people crammed into one body.//

{{dialog{Come lay in the Ka
And dream your dreams
To share --
We are Kin here

We have not forgotten
The face of our father --
He is all men
And many faces

Come dream your dreams
And live your dreams
Be contrary
We are kin}}}
Spoken by a poet:
> "No man was alone, however humble his situation …" (Octavio [[Paz]])
Addressed to my alter-ego by a creature out of mythology:
> "No man is simon-pure, but you are different from most. You live honestly and abstemiously. You never ingratiate yourself or fall under sacerdotal spells. You are not cruel."
Concluding this week's meditation (May 2, 2016) on the joy and work of a humble poet:
The path is whatever passes — no end in itself.
The end is grace — ease — healing, not saving.
//Singing// the proof
the proof of [[the power within]].
(Gary Snyder, //Turtle Island//, 1974)
[[I dream]] that I can be a [[humble poet]] chanting of //[[Les Minst]].//

<<tiddler 2016-03-29/liberation>>
//"You can only go with loves in this life."// ([[Bradbury]])
!“I am alive — I guess —” (470)
}}}Emily [[Dickinson]]

I am alive — I guess —
The Branches on my Hand
Are full of Morning Glory —
And at my finger's end —

The Carmine — tingles warm —
And if I hold a Glass
Across my Mouth — it blurs it —
Physician's — proof of Breath —

I am alive — because
I am not in a Room —
The Parlor — commonly — it is —
So Visitors may come —

And lean — and view it sidewise —
And add "How cold — it grew" —
And "Was it conscious — when it stepped
In Immortality?"

I am alive — because
I do not own a House —
Entitled to myself — precise —
And fitting no one else —

And marked my Girlhood's name —
So Visitors may know
Which Door is mine — and not mistake —
And try another Key —

How good — to be alive!
How infinite — to be
Alive — two-fold — The Birth I had —
And this — besides, in — Thee!


See commentary at ''[[the prowling Bee|]].''

Also see another poem [[examined there|]]: //Much Madness is divinest Sense –// the sixth most recent blog posting at the time I discovered this site (June 2016).
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This plugin adds optional syntax to scale an image to a specified width and height and/or interactively resize the image with the mouse.
The extended image syntax is:
where ''(w,h)'' indicates the desired width and height (in CSS units, e.g., px, em, cm, in, or %). Use ''auto'' (or a blank value) for either dimension to scale that dimension proportionally (i.e., maintain the aspect ratio). You can also calculate a CSS value 'on-the-fly' by using a //javascript expression// enclosed between """{{""" and """}}""". Appending a plus sign (+) to a dimension enables interactive resizing in that dimension (by dragging the mouse inside the image). Use ~SHIFT-click to show the full-sized (un-scaled) image. Use ~CTRL-click to restore the starting size (either scaled or full-sized).
[<img(21% ,+)[images/meow.gif]]
[<img(13%+, )[images/meow.gif]]
[<img( 8%+, )[images/meow.gif]]
[<img( 5% , )[images/meow.gif]]
[<img( 3% , )[images/meow.gif]]
[<img( 2% , )[images/meow.gif]]
[img(  1%+,+)[images/meow.gif]]
[<img(21% ,+)[images/meow.gif]]
[<img(13%+, )[images/meow.gif]]
[<img( 8%+, )[images/meow.gif]]
[<img( 5% , )[images/meow.gif]]
[<img( 3% , )[images/meow.gif]]
[<img( 2% , )[images/meow.gif]]
[img(  1%+,+)[images/meow.gif]]
2009.02.24 [1.2.1] cleanup width/height regexp, use '+' suffix for resizing
2009.02.22 [1.2.0] added stretchable images
2008.01.19 [1.1.0] added evaluated width/height values
2008.01.18 [1.0.1] regexp for "(width,height)" now passes all CSS values to browser for validation
2008.01.17 [1.0.0] initial release
version.extensions.ImageSizePlugin= {major: 1, minor: 2, revision: 1, date: new Date(2009,2,24)};
var f=config.formatters[config.formatters.findByField("name","image")];
f.handler=function(w) {
	this.lookaheadRegExp.lastIndex = w.matchStart;
	var lookaheadMatch = this.lookaheadRegExp.exec(w.source)
	if(lookaheadMatch && lookaheadMatch.index == w.matchStart) {
		var floatLeft=lookaheadMatch[1];
		var floatRight=lookaheadMatch[2];
		var width=lookaheadMatch[3];
		var height=lookaheadMatch[4];
		var tooltip=lookaheadMatch[5];
		var src=lookaheadMatch[6];
		var link=lookaheadMatch[7];

		// Simple bracketted link
		var e = w.output;
		if(link) { // LINKED IMAGE
			if (config.formatterHelpers.isExternalLink(link)) {
				if (config.macros.attach && config.macros.attach.isAttachment(link)) {
					// see [[AttachFilePluginFormatters]]
					e = createExternalLink(w.output,link);
					e.title = config.macros.attach.linkTooltip + link;
				} else
					e = createExternalLink(w.output,link);
			} else 
				e = createTiddlyLink(w.output,link,false,null,w.isStatic);

		var img = createTiddlyElement(e,"img");
		if(floatLeft) img.align="left"; else if(floatRight) img.align="right";
		if(width||height) {
			var x=width.trim(); var y=height.trim();
			var stretchW=(x.substr(x.length-1,1)=='+'); if (stretchW) x=x.substr(0,x.length-1);
			var stretchH=(y.substr(y.length-1,1)=='+'); if (stretchH) y=y.substr(0,y.length-1);
			if (x.substr(0,2)=="{{")
				{ try{x=eval(x.substr(2,x.length-4))} catch(e){displayMessage(e.description||e.toString())} }
			if (y.substr(0,2)=="{{")
				{ try{y=eval(y.substr(2,y.length-4))} catch(e){displayMessage(e.description||e.toString())} };;
		if(tooltip) img.title = tooltip;

		if (config.macros.attach && config.macros.attach.isAttachment(src))
			src=config.macros.attach.getAttachment(src); // see [[AttachFilePluginFormatters]]
		else if (config.formatterHelpers.resolvePath) { // see [[ImagePathPlugin]]
			if (config.browser.isIE || config.browser.isSafari) {
					return false;
			} else
		w.nextMatch = this.lookaheadRegExp.lastIndex;

config.formatterHelpers.addStretchHandlers=function(e,stretchW,stretchH) {
	e.title=((stretchW||stretchH)?'DRAG=stretch/shrink, ':'')
		+'SHIFT-CLICK=show full size, CTRL-CLICK=restore initial size';
	e.statusMsg='width=%0, height=%1';'move';;;
	e.onmousedown=function(ev) { var ev=ev||window.event;
		return false;
	e.onmousemove=function(ev) { var ev=ev||window.event;
		if (this.sizing) {
			var currX=!config.browser.isIE?ev.pageX:(ev.clientX+findScrollX());
			var currY=!config.browser.isIE?ev.pageY:(ev.clientY+findScrollY());
			var newW=(currX-this.offsetLeft)/(this.startX-this.offsetLeft)*this.startW;
			var newH=(currY-this.offsetTop )/(this.startY-this.offsetTop )*this.startH;
			if (this.stretchW) s.width =Math.floor(Math.max(newW,this.minW))+'px';
			if (this.stretchH) s.height=Math.floor(Math.max(newH,this.minH))+'px';
			clearMessage(); displayMessage(this.statusMsg.format([s.width,s.height]));
		return false;
	e.onmouseup=function(ev) { var ev=ev||window.event;
		if (ev.shiftKey) {''; }
		if (ev.ctrlKey)  {;; }
		return false;
	e.onmouseout=function(ev) { var ev=ev||window.event;
		return false;
'many moving moments' … cinema verite

<part passages>
: //"She saw, not the world of visual form as she knew it, but a multifaceted prism of light and shade intertwined with streaks of color. Traces of scent bombarded her… Nothing happened in words or even pictures, exactly, but more as an overlay of images and smells and movements and feelings, like the body sense of magnetic north, feelings of rightness or wrongness."// ([[Starhawk]], 1994)

: //Engaging "a sublingual precognitive realm of the body that thinks in gestures, shapes, smells and memories".// (discovered in this [[tweet|]])
Jonathan Weidenbaum in his rejection of pantheism and panentheism:

"...//''Seek to uncover the layers of significance''// already built within the texture of experience... These layers of meaning are religious as much as aesthetic and moral, and possess an inherent value. //They need not be vindicated by any metaphysical vision, including that of a “universalist supernaturalism.”//

It is the summation of my argument that, in regard to what is most exalting in human life, there is need for neither a One nor an Oversoul, neither Brahman nor God. There is the reed plain and simple, and our willingness to see it as Adam had ...

Consider a Chinese landscape painting. Set against a background of mist, an endless stretch of white, a reed bends gently in the breeze. The object seems to take on an ineffable, even transcendent quality ... This is a perception of what Buddhists call //tathata// or “suchness.” Staring at the reed, we are in fact brought before “what Adam had seen on the morning of his creation,” as [Aldous] Huxley eloquently described it, “the miracle, moment by moment, of naked existence.”

The reed is not the entire story however ... The reed—along with the grass, the mountain-top, and everything else—is the manifestation of a single, unitary ground. Alternatively called the Tao or the Void, this is an all-encompassing reality which permeates and shines through the “ten thousand things”, to borrow a phrase from Lao Tzu ... //''the sacred which underlies and continually generates the natural world.''//

My earliest and most abiding religious sympathies have been with those who demonstrate a kind of astonishment before being ... I held (and still hold) a special appreciation for the art of perceiving “what Adam had seen."
It was my eventual exposure to contemplatives of the Abrahamic traditions wherein I learned not only to perceive the ineffable character of things in a monistic fashion—that is, as a single reality—but to call it “[[G-D|Ground-Divine]].” For years, I was a panentheist.
The act of bringing everything within the scope of awareness—either in terms of external detail or inner principle—is labeled by numerous contemporary philosophers as //totalization//, and is heavily contested on a number of grounds.

There is, first, the question of our access to the external world, let alone the cosmos in its entirety ... The psyche impresses its categories upon the materials of perception, organizing the realm of appearance into a coherent form. We have as little ability to escape these contributions of the mind than we have of leaping out of our bodies ... But human existence is a precarious and open-ended affair, and resists being stuffed within a completed picture of any kind ... That the human being cannot step outside the universe in order to pronounce it as one or many, God or mindless matter, is the very essence of the objection to totalization.
The striving for totalization has come under fire for moral as well as spiritual and epistemological reasons, and pantheistic-style visions are consistently seen as the worst offenders. The attempt to push through the multiplicity of things into some divine ground is to promote a disregard for difference, to relegate the distinctions between individuals as either illusory or as stages to be overcome in the interests of a greater whole. A double-crime is in fact committed, for not only are other human beings liquefied into some homogenous totality, but the self is offered an escape from the contingencies and challenges of day to day existence. Seen against this light, the goal of the philosopher and the mystic is little more than a sophisticated defense mechanism, or worse, a form of intellectual imperialism designed to divest others from whatever moral claim they may have upon us.

The Jewish existentialist Martin Buber, for example, insisted that the true and authentic form of existence is that of a communion between a full-blooded “I” and a separate “Thou.” Neither side must disappear into the other, nor into some third and underlying element, less the relationship lose its vitality and transform into a vacuous idealism. [[Emmanuel Levinas]], an early founder of postmodern theory, would radicalize this same critique, and insist on how the face of another human being eludes each and every attempt to close off a coherent ontology.
One of [William] James’s biggest problems with either an all-powerful or all-pervading picture of the divine (traditional theism and pantheism respectively) is the trivialization or outright denial of evil. If human history were guaranteed a positive ending, then all misfortune must be a part of God’s calculations—and therefore only apparent. And if the divine is found everywhere, even hidden beneath the contingencies and ambiguities of day to day existence, then evil is simply non-existent. A fine example of this kind of theology is a sect known as Christian Science (whose founder, Mary Baker Eddy, died 1910—the same year as James). Claiming that the material world is an illusion, and that God is the sole reality, Eddy holds that the appearance of sickness and hardship is but a product of our limited minds and lack of faith. This is pantheism with a vengeance.

For James, the main consequence of denying the reality of evil is a slackening of moral purpose. If all danger and calamity were a fiction, then what could possibly be the point of all human striving and effort? What real difference do our actions and decisions make if there is nothing at //stake// in the universe? If is for this reason that James would advocate a finite God—one not all-powerful or identified with the totality of being, and one for whom the cosmos is an unfinished and even risk-filled venture. Only a universe beset with real possibilities, one whose outcome is not decided beforehand, can encourage the ethically vigorous life.
Let us grant that there is indeed something spiritual about the sheer existence of everything (when seen through the enlightened eye, of course). By what right do we call it God?

“God,” or the equivalent in any language, is not merely the most loaded term in history. [As pointed out in //[[Ich und Du]]//, "the most burdened of all words."]  It has possessed a specific set of meanings both from its inception in the major holy books of the Near East (at least for the Abrahamic traditions), as well as in the hearts of the majority of today’s believers—very few of whom, incidentally, think they are worshipping “the All” when entering a Church or a Mosque. In much of the Bible and the Quran (as least taken at face value) there exists humanity, the universe, and the Creator; the term “everything” simply does not denote God.

Moreover, many of the earliest attempts to promote a radically immanent notion of the divine have been non-theistic in both tone and substance. In one striking passage, the //Tao Te Ching// pronounces the Tao—the source of the cosmos and the harmony working through nature—as “older than God.”  And the more ecumenical philosophers of religion are bold to the point of arrogance in claiming that Brahman of the Upanishads is the same being worshipped by Jews, Christians, and Muslims (even if the later devotional sects of Hinduism make this easier to do so). In other words, calling the totality of things “God” is a betrayal of the deepest and most aboriginal sources of both Abrahamic theism and Eastern non-theism.
Pantheism and most forms of panentheism are prime examples of universalistic supernaturalism, for they are edifying without being irrational, spiritual without being sectarian. Even if a personal element is introduced, as in process panentheism, it remains a theological schema congenial to a multiplicity of traditions—including non-theistic ones—and willing to assimilate the discoveries of the sciences. In other words, philosophies like pantheism and panentheism are perceived as the means by which the more thoughtful citizens of late modernity can safely //re-spiritualize// (or “re-enchant,” to borrow a phrase from one of the more able defenders of process theology) their worldview without commitment to the delusions of dogmatic and literalistic belief.

All of this not only assumes that the world requires re-enchantment, but that this re-enchantment need be of an overarching and metaphysical kind. But there is more than one way to restore meaning to life in an increasingly post-theological and secular era. There exists a tendency, relatively recent in the history of ideas, which seeks to uncover the layers of significance already built within the texture of experience. William James and John Dewey are our great American representatives of this movement (although Dewey’s critique of religion along these lines is far more radical). These layers of meaning are religious as much as aesthetic and moral, and possess an inherent value. They need not be vindicated by any metaphysical vision, including that of a “universalistic supernaturalism.” It is the summation of my argument that, in regard to what is most exalting in human life, there is need for neither a One nor an Oversoul, neither Brahman nor God. There is the reed plain and simple, and our willingness to see it as Adam had.
[[I dream]] that I can be a humble poet
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;chanting of //[[Les Minst]]//.

[[ECCE]] Homo, Behold!
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A strong, wise and loving Man :
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Father, [[Friend|Quaker]] and Husband.

Now a student of the world;
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Growing into teacher?
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Storyteller? or [[Layman Monk]]?

//''Yes, I will write my [[Concerto|awake my soul]]''.//

In this I [[dig]], for knowledge //felt//;
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;art //practiced// -- reaching out
(and in) toward [[what I see and desire]] …
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To connect, resolve, discern, remember.

And as I go, enjoy the fullness of life!
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Meet suffering with kindness
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and a [[prayer]] …

I turn to You;
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Now practice being
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;brave and true. //Forgive.//
So I feed my spirit,
So I feed my children:
://Love them,
Accept them,
Protect them,
Prepare them --
Let them ''flower''.//
last revised February 2014 and April 2016

dream +++[keywords]
<part table>
| [[I dream]] | [[humble poet]] | [[Les Minst]] |  //[[Behold]]!// | [[Strong]] | [[Ecce Homo|ECCE]] |
| I can | Man | Knowledge | //Felt// • Feeling | Wise | of the world |
| I will | [[Father]] | Art | //Practiced// • Doing | Loving | growing into |
| I dig | Friend | Life! | //Forgive// | Connect | my Concerto |
| I see | Husband | Suffering | //Love// | Resolve | reaching out & in |
| I desire | Student | Kindness | //Accept// | Discern | enjoy the fullness&nbsp; |
| I go | Teacher? | Prayer | //Protect// | Remember | to You |
| I turn | Storyteller? | Spirit | //Prepare// | Brave | practice being |
| I feed | Layman Monk? | Children | //Flower// | True | let them {{grem{(let go)}}} |

Dream statement June 4, 2011:
//I aspire to be a Layman Monk living in dialogue with the world.  In so being, I will provision for my children's happiness and offer them an enlightened practice of living.//
More simply stated on July 17, 2010: //I dream of being a layman-monk.//

I dream of leaving my present employment to have more time with my family and learn to embrace my talents.  -- //''Six years later, I have not done so!''//
Mistranslation of the biblical word //shafan sela//, and subsequently //chirogrillus//, 'split' the creature "into several different animals: hare, hedgehog, porcupine, squirrel, etc."… and most accurately the [[hyrax (see Wikipedia.)|]]

Ilya Dines [[wrote|]] in "The Textual and Pictorial Metamorphoses of the Animal called //Chyrogrillus//": "I doubt very much whether any other animal can boast the same number of metamorphoses…"  Introducing the hyrax, he wrote: "from a zoological point of view this animal is the smallest elephant in the world".  [In addition to elephants, they are also related to Sirenia, "sea cows", including manatees.  As an aside, hyraxes sing long and complex songs which exhibit syntax and regional "dialects", modern research has discovered.]

Additionally, Dines cited:
"in //Leviticus// and //Deuteronomy//, the //shafan// together with the hare is mentioned in the long list of unclean animals which are not allowed to be eaten.  In the //Psalms// the //shafan// is said to live among the rocks; and in //Proverbs// the //shafan// is listed among '…four very little things of the earth, and they are wiser than the wise'. -- +++[full passage of Proverbs]
The NIV translation of Proverbs 30:
//"Sayings of [[Agur|]]"//
24 “Four things on earth are small,
    yet they are extremely wise:
25 Ants are creatures of little strength,
    yet they store up their food in the summer;
26 ''hyraxes'' are creatures of little power,
    yet they make their home in the crags;
27 locusts have no king,
    yet they advance together in ranks;
28 a lizard can be caught with the hand,
    yet it is found in kings’ palaces.

This is the sum total of what the Bible says about the animal.
Dines cited the 4th century Saint Jerome, a Doctor of the Christian Church [recognized in the Roman Catholic Church as the patron saint of translators, librarians and encyclopedists] who wrote in his //Epistulae//:
//…rocks are a refuge for hedgehogs.//  For which in Hebrew the term //'sphannim'// is used and all translated it in a similar way as //'chirogrillus'//, except the Septuagint, which has it as 'hares'.  It should be noted that this animal is not bigger than the hedgehog and is similar to the mouse and bear, and in Palestine it is called //'arkomus'//.  There is an abundance of this animal in these regions, and they always live in rocky caverns and in holes in the ground.
Dines also cited Rabanus Maurus (Hraban Maur), 9th century archbishop of Mainz, Germany and author of the encyclopedia //De rerum naturis ("On the Natures of Things")// in translation:
The hedgehog is a very timid animal, but always provided by nature with armor; its skin is covered with very thick, sharp bristles.  But it does not rely only on its natural armor; lest any harm should come to it, it always hides among the rocks.  It may fairly be likened to the man who, fearing to be judged for his sins, knows that he has a firm refuge in the rock of Christ.


From my own personal correspondence:

//August 16, 2006:  "Frankly, I have not done my best or tried hard enough to be a "nicer" person.  I have been a temperamental and reclusive hedgehog who wishes to put my quills up and disappear for a while."//  Later that same day, I wrote [[again…|2006-08-16]]
''Carl E. Sagan'' (9 November 1934 – 20 December 1996)  American (New York) astronomer, astrophysicist, author, science popularizer and communicator, who wrote several books including //[[Pale Blue Dot]]//, and who co-produced the television series //Cosmos// (1980).

"We are the local embodiment of a Cosmos grown to self-awareness. We have begun to contemplate our origins: starstuff pondering the stars; organized assemblages of ten billion billion billion atoms considering the evolution of atoms; tracing the long journey by which, here at least, consciousness arose. Our loyalties are to the species and the planet. We speak for Earth. Our obligation to survive is owed not just to ourselves but also to that Cosmos, ancient and vast, from which we spring." — Carl Sagan, Cosmos, 1980

"A religion, old or new, that stressed the magnificence of the universe as revealed by modern science might be able to draw forth reserves of reverence and awe hardly tapped by conventional faiths. Sooner or later such a religion will emerge. — Carl Sagan, //Pale Blue Dot//, 1994

[[NYTimes Obituary: Carl Sagan, an Astronomer Who Excelled at Popularizing Science, Is Dead at 62|]]

[[Carl Sagan's Gravesite|]]
The world awaits hallowing; it awaits the disclosure and realization of its meaning. But we must begin. Meet the world with the fullness of your being, and you shall meet God…
If you wish to believe, love!
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Martin [[Buber]]

The challenge I face with children is the redemption of adulthood. We must make it evident that maturity is the fulfillment of childhood and adolescence, not a diminishing; that it is an affirmation of life, not a denial; that it is entering fully into our essential selves.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Madeleine [[L'Engle]] in //The Circle of Quiet,// page 106

The effects of the [[double bind]] on the child are particularly devastating.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–René Girard

The rich, everlasting mystery is found to be the childish you that, at the time, you made no effort to possess.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–[[Cesare Pavese]]

Everybody develops a whole armour of secondary self, the artificially constructed being that deals with the outer world, and the crush of circumstances. And when we meet [[people]] this is what we usually meet…
&nbsp;&nbsp;When you develop a strong divining sense for the child behind that armour, and you make your dealings and negotiations only with that child, you find that everybody becomes, in a way, like your own child.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–[[Ted Hughes]]

In this weltliche Kloster [worldly cloister] I hatched my most beautiful thoughts…
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Albert Einstein, referring to the patent office where he worked 1902-1909

The world in which we live is a vast cage within a maze, high as our mind, wide as our power of will, long as our life span.  Those who have never reached the rails or seen what is beyond the cage know of no freedom to dream of…
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Abraham Heschel (1951)

I have agreed to paint a narrative on the city [[walls|genius]].
I have now been at work many years,
there is so much to be told.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Evan S. Connell, //[[Notes From A Bottle]]//

If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ''ordinary human life'', it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–George Eliot (née Mary Ann Evans)

<part dig>Dig! What do you see?
Men and birds, water and stones.
[[Dig|dig]] deeper! What do you see?
Ideas and dreams, fantasies and lightning flashes!
Dig deeper! What do you see?
I see nothing! A mute Night, as thick as death.
Ah! I cannot penetrate the dark partition! I hear voices and weeping. I hear the flutter of wings on the other shore.
Don't weep! Don't weep! They are not on the other shore.
The voices, the weeping, and the wings are your own heart.
</part>&nbsp;&nbsp;–Nikos [[Kazantzakis]] in //The Saviors of God: Spiritual Exercises//

War dead and classicists, seduced maid servants and jurists, surveyors and prophets, all assembled higgledy piggledy (though not without grace, the simplicity of the rhyme keeps a calm and gravid tenor to the proceedings), summoned to the arrangement. (One thinks of Sherwood Anderson’s lines—talking of Gertrude Stein’s voracious and omnivorous assembling of words—how readily she accepted “the little housekeeping words, the swaggering bullying street-corner words, the honest working, money saving words and all the other forgotten and neglected citizens of the sacred and half forgotten city.”)
&nbsp;&nbsp;–John Latta, //[[Isola di Rifiuti|]]//

<part Turner>And so it is a strange and holy thing
To labor in the world and love its goals…
The causes of the world no longer run
From past to future only, but turn back…
And deepen every time, and add detail,
Until the finer focusings reveal
Innermore branchings, scale nested in scale,
The [[infinite attractor|Fractal]] of the real…
And if the world is far too interwoven
For us to justly act in it at all,
Yet action is the feedback of the given
From which the patterned world emerges in its fall.
</part>&nbsp;&nbsp;–Frederick Turner, from the poem "Death Mass" in //Hadean Eclogues//

<part Eclogue>
Trapped as a man is trapped within the journey
Of his life, trapped by his strength as much
As by his imperceptible weakening,
And a soft drumbeat drives him on, his heart,
His destiny, even the dark addiction
To reckless loss that is the ache of being…
This thing I knew was [[dream]] kin to my soul.
I need must follow if I would be whole.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Frederick Turner, from the poem "Texas Eclogue"

All of the manifest actions of egotism and all of the inner states of sin point to one thing: repudiation, destruction, and abuse of community for the sake of the self.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–John [[Rawls]]
Keep faith in the Seed of Perfection dwelling on Earth. Take refuge in its [[passages]] to you, and protect your fellowships.

These are gifts no one owns — lasting ages and latent everywhere — yet hemmed by uncertainty, human weakness and evil.

The world has no Chosen tribe of creatures. Do not elevate your community above another's only because it is different. Keep contact with the open sky and living things.

Be here with another: a child, a neighbor, a kin, or a stranger, and be wholly present to them: with words, hands, eyes, and all your intent.

You provision with and for the means of unborn humanity. Your sources and effects are finite, yet [[adequate|adequate life]] to need. Share them freely.

Alert to all your senses, develop them for the gift of discernment.

No other Lords or man-made Gods occlude the true invitation ripe in this moment — Meet me!

— //From the [[Sevenfold Self]] and [[Dekatessera Commentary]]//
Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by [[widening the circle]] of understanding and compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. The true value of a human being is determined by the measure and the sense in which they have obtained liberation from the self. We shall require a substantially new manner of thinking if humanity is to survive.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Albert Einstein

And ever those, who would enjoyment gain
Must find it in the purpose they pursue;
The sting of falsehood loses half its pain
If our own soul bear witness -- we are true!
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Sarah Josepha Hale, "[[The Chase of Pleasure|]]"

James Joyce wrote in his magnum opus //[[Ulysses|James Joyce]]://
A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.  Portals of discovery opened to let in the quaker librarian …

What's in a name? That's what we ask ourselves in childhood when we write the name that we are told is ours. A star, a daystar, a firedrake, rose at his birth.

… He returns after a life of absence to that spot of earth where he was born, where he has always been, man and boy, a silent witness and there, his journey of life ended, he plants his mulberrytree in the earth. Then dies. The motion is ended. 
When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are concerned; they are no longer anything more than the two boundaries of the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the same spirit.  Love, soar.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Victor Hugo, //Les Misérables//

What he yearned for at that moment, vaguely but with all his might, was [[unbounded music]], absolute sound … to engulf, once and for all, the pain, the futility, the vanity of words.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Milan Kundera, //The Unbearable Lightness of Being//

<part ThirdVoice>
So far as you're concerned "life" is a verb of two voices—active, to do, and passive, to dream. Others believe doing to be only a kind of dreaming. Still others have discovered (in a mirror surrounded with mirrors), something harder than silence but softer than falling; the third voice of "life", which believes itself and which cannot mean because it is.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–[[E.E. Cummings]], six non-lectures

‘Primus ego in patriam mecum…deducam Musas’; ‘for I shall be the first, if I live, to bring the [[Muse]] into my country.’
…This was not a boast, but a hope, at once bold and devoutly humble, that he might bring the Muse…to his own little ‘country’; to his father’s fields, ‘sloping down to the river and to the old beech trees with broken tops.’
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Willa Cather

We must admire in man the form of the formless, the concentration of the vast, the house of reason, the cave of memory.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Ralph Waldo [[Emerson]]

Our most constant and powerful yearnings and interests have to do with ourselves and with our relation to one another.  Our perceptual and cognitive equipment is built on a scale suited to operate within the limited horizon of human action.  It is only by force of ''disappointment with this nearby, human world'' that we contrive and pretend to view it from a godlike distance.  And it is only by crazed ambition, perpetually arising from entrenched features of our situation, that ''we set our sights on distant objects.''
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Roberto Unger in //The Self Awakened: Pragmatism Unbound//
&nbsp;&nbsp;//See [[countervailingGBG]]//

At first, man was enslaved by the gods.  But he broke their chains.  Then he was enslaved by the kings.  But he broke their chains.  He was enslaved by his birth, by his kin, by his race.  But he broke their chains.  He declared…that a man has rights which neither god nor king nor other men can take away from him, no matter what their number, for his is the right of man, and there is no right on earth above this right.  And he stood on the edge of freedom for which the blood of the centuries behind him had been spilled.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–Ayn Rand, //Anthem//

<part community>A ''community'' is the presentation to its members of their mortal truth … It is the presentation of the finitude and the irredeemable excess that make up finite being: its death, but also its birth, and only the community can present me my birth, and along with it the impossibility of my reliving it, as well as the impossibility of my crossing over into my death.
&nbsp;&nbsp;–~Jean-Luc Nancy </part>
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Intellectual development is rooted in rich childhood experiences that combine healthy emotional relationships, physical engagement with the real world, and the exercise of imagination in self-generated play and in the arts. Intense use of computers can distract children //__and adults__// from these essential experiences.
–from //Fool's Gold: A Critical Look at Computers in Childhood//, page 8, edited by Colleen Cordes and Edward Miller
(emphasis mine)
''Dreaming the Real''

I share the moon tonight with anyone who can look upward or out a window. Not all are gifted with sight and mobility. I am thinking of the multitude of experiences that may be happening under this moon’s light, just within the Earth’s hemisphere that is currently dark. Many people, I hope, are sleeping in safety and comfort, resting for the next day. Babies are being born. Couples are in ‘el acto de amor.’ But somewhere else, someone is dying. Someone is hungry and lacking food. Someone is suffering cruelties inflicted by another human. All under the same moon. This is not a new revelation; people before me have contemplated how we are all connected this way.

Knowing that, here I am directing my sight toward an electronic screen rather than the sky. My view of the moon is now blocked by trees, but I could step outside and find it still, if I wanted. Instead I am choosing to write, using my fingers on a glass screen with the aid of electronic circuits and miles of technological infrastructure. As I’ve been editing this paragraph, the moon has become visible again. I have been too detached and cerebral, as I often am. The world outside my window is real, with all the states of existence I described — real suffering, pleasure, contentment, anger, perhaps a few islands of neutrality or peace.

I want to believe in my dreams, in their beauty and potency to change my life, and my family’s, for the better. Better than what, I ask myself? We live in comfort. We enjoy more luxuries and comforts than an emperor had 500 years ago. We have countless and varied entertainments and opportunities for learning. We are not hungry, suffering, or threatened by violence and injustices happening all over the world right now. My daughter is sick with a low-grade fever and likely a minor passing virus, but we have access to medical care. I have employment that sustains our resources and comforts. So, I dislike this particular employment. So, I doubt myself many days, bemoan my seeming inadequacy, and feel lost in how to ‘direct’ my life. I have a good life even when it wanders or feels uncertain.

Tomorrow I will reflect on this desire, to believe in my dreams. I don’t have to enumerate them here and now; they are gestating inside me like my son is within my wife. They are growing, developing more discernible features, readying for the day when they will “take shape and walk right out. Freedom has a scent…” as the song says. I am free.

I want to choose a different way. Listen to the cries of the world. I live in a land of plenty where they are not so audible, but I know they are all around me. I am grounded change, and I am dreaming the real, which has never been unreal — it is here now and beginning to unfold.
!A Perfect Sonnet
Released November 1, 1999
by Bright Eyes (Conor Oberst, born 1980 in Omaha, Nebraska)

Lately I've been wishing I had one desire
Something that would make me never want another
Something that would make it so that nothing mattered
All would be clear then
But I guess I'll have to settle for a few brief moments
And watch it all dissolve into a single second
And try to [[write it]] down into ''a perfect [[sonnet|Dark Tower/I-Am-Waiting]]''
Or one foolish line
'Cause that's all that you'll get so you'll have to accept
You are here then you're gone

But I believe that lovers should be tied together and
Thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather
And left there to drown
Left there to drown in their innocence

But as for me I'm coming to the final chapter
I read all of the pages and there is still no answer
Only all that was before I know must soon come after
That is the only way it can be
So I stand in the sun
And I breathe with my lungs
Trying to spare me the weight of the truth
Saying everything you've ever seen was just a mirror
And you've spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever
And now you are laying in a bathtub full of freezing water
Wishing you were a ghost
But once you knew a girl and you named her Lover
And danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer
But autumn came, She disappeared
You can't remember where she said she was going to
But you know that she's gone 'cause she left you a song
That you don't want to sing

We're singing I believe that lovers should be chained together
And thrown into a fire with their songs and letters
And left there to burn
Left there to burn in their arrogance

But as for me I'm coming to my [[final failure|Waste of Paint]]
I've killed myself with changes trying to make things better
But I ended up becoming something other than what I had planned to be

Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers
And layed entwined together on a bed of clover
And left there to sleep
Left there to dream of their happiness
Based upon an [[earlier writing|2001-02-18]], February 18th, 2001
Translated again April 8th - 15th, 2016

From Kythings:
Live with knowledge of days spent, sleep shut in the [[garden|Kythings interpreted]],
though the paths are open -- and the blossom calls

I turn -- and [[turn|Turning]] again --
to a garden that shuts out tomorrow's light and shadows.
//All of these things (and more) are possible in the Garden.//


stream of dreams,
stream of consciousness
garden - [[chords|gamut]] -
quiet - yearning -
//I'm now retreating inward, coming back
with gifts, and going inside to someone:
Someone who appreciates me.//
(That's what I'm missing:
appreciation & communion)
triumph - forgiveness
smiling at an old friend who I deeply wounded.

a warm hug - a cup of tea
a kiss - the whistling tea kettle
playing cards - bird bath
steam and Lavender:
Soaking in a warm bath with an
ice-cold beer & small chocolates.
//I love that woman inside myself. I satisfy all
the things which she needs, and she satisfies
all the things which I need.//

I need her. She is here inside me.
blonde - green eyes -
smile: "It's all there."
(said by Jonathan)

warm terrycloth robe
book - kiss of sunshine on my face
wet, tousled hair
Not abusive - to myself or by myself.
Not deceitful
So I let her in.
And she smiles.
acceptance - gratitude

&nbsp; * * *

vine - mirror - book
writing stories
wanting, so desperately, to be Special.
craving closeness
driving - hot, wet highway
going somewhere safe
with Her.
always She — Mother, Wife, Daughter,
my love — bringer of Light and Life.
the delicious aroma of pipe smoke
laying my head against his shoulder
Oh, so good.
but yearning - loss - and regret

many paths for one man …
and somehow,
I must accept the ones chosen.
the one which brought me here:
to You.
(not my first)
blue-eyed pixie
[[⁞|Evocative Words/name]]

&nbsp; * * *

and a baby carriage
burning his picture
wicked pleasure
coercion & manipulation
Bliss followed by Guilt.
guilt for what I've done
But in that garden, it does not matter.
It's okay to be Me.
and that's not simply a buzz-word;
it's VITAL to my existence.
Roses -
one rose which I discarded.
pricked by its thorns,
I tossed it to the ground and let it die.
but in the petals, the scent remains
— to be Resurrected.

sinking sorrow
what could have been
But it goes on … it always goes on.
//The flower is not born from the seed, but
from the memory of the scent. The seed simply
encrypts the scent in a form which can be
brought to Life again.//
tasted again -
kissed again -
warmed again -
The water can now flow again
… a stream never stops flowing
Rather, archetypes propel each new
incarnation to capture the scent from the
dried petals and blossom again.
my rose
Rose in the Wild.
In this tangible and confusing world …
those words made her cry.
//And I realize that the tangibles are all we
have to fight for.//  Everything else is unreal.
And all we have is the Real.
//Rather, walk with me, and I will show you
where every sparkle is captured and kindled
in a deep well of fire that warms the world.//

&nbsp; * * *

light a candle for me
and say a prayer
We named him well.
All is safe where it is.

... the murderers - rapists -
thieves - and traitors of this world
were once little children
simply trying to behave as they Should.
Then, a door opened in their minds;
the crack widened into a chasm; and all
the repression - suppression - and submission
Came Raging Out.
The //[[alaya vigyan]]// was opened.
The Shadow had its reign.
my Lover, my Brother, my Better Self
forgot who He was.

&nbsp; * * *

aching - hot water
oil paintings - sheep
Quartz crystal:
reflecting the many facets of One
puzzle which is inherently Multiple.
duplicity - falsity
multiple - authentic

//Don't force yourself to forget, and life will
stop hurting.//  Don't simply bandage the problem.
Rather, cauterize the infectious wound which
was torn open in your heart, long ago.
geraniums - blown glass
Hail Mary!  Full of Grace.
//Guilt: release from it and remember WHY//
With that remembrance, you will be set free.
therapy with the plants
simply talking -
swimming - listening
painting - drawing in the sand.
Bushes obscure the porch, dimming the light which
shines through the front window, making it a safe place
— to cry — and read — and sing.
All of these things (and more)
are possible in the Garden.

&nbsp; * * *

Cynthia -
keep writing
wonderful things may come out
remember them
and write them in a song
sunset gourami.
blue -
grey -
silver -
fabrications, illness
more rejection
more efforts to win my love
1997, 2001, 2008 - to //now//
two cards,
vastly different meanings.

I'm sorry, Mommy!
This hurts so bad.
Her Son, so far away
close to home, and
She left me
Left me!
//Left me!//
So I start again.
You should be good at that by now.
Don't look for that card …
You'd only be inviting tears.
It's possible for you; trust me.
Katie loves you.
The Child.
trusting - innocent - intelligent
Honor that.
Be a good Father
I know you Can

&nbsp; * * *

the Blue Hour [[•|]]
the Little Death [[•||]]
Grotesquerie [[•||]]
[[Anam Cara]]
Soul Friend, Dear One
Cara mia - my heart's desire.
He's been here all along.
Now kiss Her
and smile …
All will be well
//I love you, and I love ALL of you, and I
love EVERYTHING about you.  Know that.//
Now open your eyes!
butterflies everywhere
circles of grass & stone
iridescent stone, and a
brown satchel containing everything we need.
a fern tree
where the Seat is located
firm, unyielding stone
cushioned by a pillow
//Trigger the live current which flows from
the Ring on your right hand, then to my Heart,//
through me and with-out me, absorbed by the
Stone, and coursing to the Earth from whence
it was made.
From whence we came, we shall return.
All people instinctively know that.

frogs - and a boat -
lazy, rhythmic waves
fireflies - or lightning bugs -
whichever you want to call them.
Catch them in a bottle, but don't let them
die while you're enchanted by their glow.
cold light
regenerative life
a plural entity, complete in Himself
a wind in the door
and a ring of endless light
learn to Kythe, and remember how to Be
— BE —
the primordial word spoken by
the first Voice
to make Himself many:

And we walk on this beach - watching the
seagulls fly over a clean, deserted shore.
//Split a piece of wood, and you will
find me; lift a stone, and I am there.//
the [[Kingdom of God]] //is within you,//
without you, and all around You.
He cannot be imprisoned
in a House of wood & stone
He refuses.
I refuse.
a light in the garden
a woman clothed in blue
a boy smiling, because
He knows who He is.
At last:
Joanna Newsom

The diver is my love
(and I am his, if I am not deceived),
who takes one breath above, for every hour below the sea;
who gave to me a jewel
worth twice this woman's life (but would cost her less 
than laying at low tide,
to see her true love [[phosphoresce|Aspiration]]).

And in an [[infinite regress|FractalPoiesis]]:
Tell me, why is the pain of birth
lighter borne than the pain of death? 
I ain't saying that I loved you first,
but I loved you best.

I know we must abide
each by the rules that bind us here:
the divers, and the sailors, and the women on the pier.
But how do you choose your form?
How do you choose your name? How do you choose your life?
How do you choose the time you must exhale,
and kick, and rise?

And in an infinite capsize:
Like a bull tearing down the coast,
double hulls bearing double masts—
I don't know if you loved me most, but you loved me last.

Recall the word you gave:
to count your way across the depths of this arid world,
where you would yoke the waves,
and lay a bed of shining pearls! 
I dream it every night:
the ringing of the pail,
the motes of sand dislodged,
the shucking, quick and bright;
the twinned and cast-off shells reveal a single heart of white.

And in an infinite backslide:
Ancient border, sink past the West,
like a sword at the bearer's fall.
I can't claim that I knew you best,
but did you know me at all?

A woman is alive! 
A woman is alive;
you do not take her for a sign in nacre on a stone,
alone, unfaceted and fine.
And never will I wed.
I'll hunt the pearl of death to the bottom of my life,
and ever hold my breath,
till I may be the diver's wife.

See how the infinite divides: 
and the divers are not to blame
for the rift, spanning distant shores.
You don't know my name,
but I know yours.
Sherwood Berton Anderson was born 106 years before me.

Anderson's most notable work is his collection of interrelated short stories, //Winesburg, Ohio// (1919) -- which I own a copy of, somewhere in my basement.

Anderson described his 1912 [[nervous breakdown|]] as "escaping from his materialistic existence" … and Herbert Gold wrote: //He fled in order to find himself, then prayed to flee that ''disease of self'', to become 'beautiful and clear'// -- in his piece "The Purity and Cunning of Sherwood Anderson".
<part Moon>
!Scorpio Moon
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<part NorthNode>
!Cancer North Node
Description by [[Elizabeth Spring|]] (who read my natal chart in May 2014)

Cancer North Nodes are nurtured by being by the ocean (or any bodies of water), by delving into their family history, and by honoring the good part of traditions.  The family karmic inheritance is usually strong, and it would be good for you to sift through the positive and negative inheritance you've received …  Cancer, being ruled by the moon, fluctuates in its moods and has a wild and loony side as well.  No other sign can be so content cleaning out its closets one moment and dancing on the beach by the light of the moon later the same day.  With your North Node here you’ll want to honor this intuitive and lunar side of yourself because it’s the fertile soil of your Soul.  Take time to slow down and feel whatever comes up for you, and when you feel you’ve outgrown your current life, dare to let go of the past and open a new chapter of your life.  Cancers, like the crab, periodically outgrow their shells and need to bravely release their fears and defenses to bring new dreams into reality.
<part Sun>
!Virgo Sun
excerpt of a poem by Ron S. King

Your mind is qualified to take care of all things small {{grem{[though mine refuses to, at times]}}} …
to care about imperfections, and order all the files {{grem{[such as this wiki]}}} … You can see where
things need the watching, if at all … to service the needing with a sense of smiles.

{{grem{(The sun sign is generally much overemphasized, and I do not care for the Virgo cliches.)}}}
!Aquarius Ascendant
"Aquarius Rising can create parallel universes and jump levels of consciousness, as well as shifting places in the current lifetime.  What matters to Aquarius Rising is the future. inventiveness and originality.  If used negatively, Aquarius Rising can be rebellious and needlessly destructive as well as cold, aloof and alone. What good is it to see everything so clearly if you have no human connections?" (Nancy Fenn)

I need to verify the following list of individuals claimed online to have an Aquarius ascendant, followed by their sun/moon sign pairings:

* Thomas Jefferson (1743-1826) - Aries/Sagittarius/Aquarius //(how reliable is his recorded birth time?)//
* Henry David Thoreau - Cancer/Cancer
* Karl Marx (1818-1883) - Taurus/Taurus
* Auguste Renoir (1841-1919) - Pisces/Aries
* Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894) - Scorpio/Pisces
* Carl [[Jung]] (1875-1961) - Leo/Taurus
* Martin [[Buber]] (1878-1965) - Aquarius/Aries
* Jiddu Krishnamurti (1895-1986) - Taurus/Sagittarius
* William S. Burroughs (1914-1997) - Aquarius/Gemini
* Jacques Brel (1929-1978) - Aries/Pisces
* Sylvia Plath (1932-1963) - Scorpio/Libra
* Jim Morrison  (1943-1971) - Sagittarius/Taurus
* David Bowie (1947-2016) - Capricorn/Leo
* Whoopi Goldberg (1955-) - Scorpio/Scorpio
* Barack Obama (1961-) - Leo/Gemini
* Matt Damon (1970-) - Libra/Capricorn
* Orlando Bloom (1977-) - Capricorn/Scorpio
* [[Carmen]] Avis Solsiete (1982-) - Scorpio/Aquarius/Aquarius

And my influences who do not have Aquarius rising:

* Pope Francis - Sagittarius/Aquarius/Cancer
* Ralph Waldo Emerson - Gemini/Leo/Libra
* Walt Whitman - Gemini/Leo/Aries
* Frank Lloyd Wright - Gemini/Virgo/Scorpio
* Maria [[Montessori]] - ''Virgo/Scorpio''/Leo
* Rainer Maria Rilke - Sagittarius/Aquarius/Virgo
* Hermann Hesse - Cancer/Pisces/Sagittarius
* Nikos Kazantzakis - Aquarius/Cancer
* Arthur Rimbaud - Libra/Libra/Libra
* T.S. Eliot - Libra/Gemini/Libra
* J.R.R. Tolkien - Capricorn/Pisces/Virgo
* M.C. Escher - Gemini/Gemini/Libra
* Octavio Paz - Aries/Gemini
* Madeleine L'Engle - Sagittarius/Libra/Virgo
* Carl Sagan - Scorpio/Sagittarius/Taurus
* Alan Kay - Taurus/Libra/Leo
* Steve Jobs - Pisces/Aries/Virgo
* Albert Einstein - Pisces/Sagittarius/Cancer
* E.E. Cummings - Libra/Aries/Gemini
* Wassily Kandinsky - Sagittarius/Aries/Scorpio
* [[Frida|Auxochrome-Chromophore]] Kahlo (née Magdalena Carmen Frieda Kahlo y Calderón) - Cancer/Taurus/Leo
* Philip K. Dick - Sagittarius/Aquarius/Aries
* Alan Watts - Capricorn/Virgo/Sagittarius
* Jack Kerouac - Pisces/Virgo/Virgo
* [[Neal]] Cassady - Aquarius/Sagittarius/Scorpio
* Stephen King - Virgo/Sagittarius/Cancer
* Fred Rogers - Pisces/Pisces/Taurus
* Robin Williams - Cancer/Pisces/Scorpio
* Starhawk - Gemini/Sagittarius/Virgo
* Thomas Mann - Gemini/Cancer/Virgo
* John Cage - Virgo/Gemini/Virgo
* Vladimir Nabokov - Taurus/Virgo/Aries
* Ayn Rand - Aquarius/Capricorn/Leo
* James Joyce - Aquarius/Leo/Capricorn
* Gerard Manley Hopkins - Leo/Capricorn/Leo
* Aldous Huxley - Leo/Taurus/Gemini
* Fernando [[Pessoa|Heteronym]] - Gemini/Leo/Scorpio
* Kahlil Gibran - Capricorn/Sagittarius/Sagittarius
* Ray Bradbury - Leo/Sagittarius/Capricorn
* Emily Dickinson - Sagittarius/Libra/Scorpio
* Pablo Neruda - Cancer/Cancer/Pisces
* Jorge Luis Borges - Virgo/Aries/Cancer
* Paul Tillich - Leo/Aries/Cancer
* Walter Benjamin - Cancer/Aries/Aries
* Hannah Arendt - Libra/Virgo/Cancer
* Friedrich Nietzsche - Libra/Sagittarius/Scorpio
* Martin Heidegger - Libra/Libra/Sagittarius


The great poet's words:
: //Look: the last village of words, and higher,
but how small too, yet one last
farmstead of feeling. Do you see it?
-- [[On the mountains of the heart|Rilke/mountains]]//
Written 102 years ago (six haikus)
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&emsp;-- [[Émile Durkheim|]] (1858–1917), a French sociologist, social psychologist and philosopher.  He is often cited, alongside Karl Marx and Max Weber, as one of the three founders of sociology.

In 2012, NPR ran the ninth installment of their "~Three-Minute Fiction" contest, inviting stories from their listeners that revolved around a U.S. president, real or fictional, and were short enough to be read aloud in three minutes.  They published the [[winning entries|]] online and aired one on their radio broadcast.  I spent several days drafting a story which I never submitted.  Below is an excerpt from my last draft as of September 21, 2012.  Now I think my idea was more based in political interest than good story-telling.

Here, I've cut out some of the plot details and atmosphere -- what little I had.
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“You are a man of honor.”  Her tone delivered a verdict, and those words hit me with a weight.  She continued, “I wish that I could show all the skeptics what I see.  You are wise… in many circumstances.  You believe that your wisdom can make a difference… and it can.  But you are troubled, and you have disappointed your own expectations.

“You feel caught in a cult of personality which you know to be misguided.  You strive with great sincerity and unusual reserves of strength against a fierce headwind, but at the end of the day (not every day, I see) you feel trapped in a corner…

“You are bargaining for a few mere inches when you fear that the entire floor beneath this country could buckle tomorrow, or next week, or the year after you leave office.  You know that something fundamental has gotten out of balance.  This cult of personality stems from too much power having shifted to the Executive.  But you can not vacate that power or shift it back where it belongs, not yet.

“You are trying to convince yourself to act more boldly, and in your second term go straight after the structural problems in our government.  You know that necessary reforms must come with the help of the Congress, perhaps even with a Constitutional amendment.  Nearly as much needs //undone// as new actions need taken.  Nearly no other politician will join with you.”  She paused.

“You see fundamental problems in the broader American society, as well.  Remember, your influence over those is limited.  Despite having the world’s loudest microphone, you are still, like most of your predecessors, a hostage to fortune.  You are only able to react, as best you can, to the unforeseen.  You merely have more tools available to you than the average citizen.”

“Your fears are correct.  It is possible that no one may be able to turn the ship now.  We have been on this dangerous course for a long time.

“But sir —” and she opened her eyes now.  “You must try.  Try with a different approach than you have these past four years.  I cannot predict if you will win the public’s confidence again this fall.  Perhaps if you — {{grem{[my story broke here]}}} . . . it will not happen in your present role.”

Then she smiled, openly and with fondness, I think.  She gave no prophecies that day.  Again, the ring of truth.

We remember how the next decade played out.  One-term presidents became the norm for a while.  Late in the summers of 2012, 2016, and 2020, each president had no assurance that 51% of the public would express confidence in his (or her) ability, or in their endorsed successor, to safely steer the ship.  Some of the public still did not recognize the dangerous course we were on, while some leaders insisted the worst was behind us.

Any one of the White House occupants during that troubled decade, or each of the alternatives who lost at election time, could have been the President who called for this counsel.  But which would be brave enough to heed her advice?  At the time, it was hard to tell.


That November, Barack [[Obama|Reading Obama]] won re-election with 51.1% of the popular vote.  Four years later, in this tumultuous week I have just lived through, Donald J. Trump won the presidency with less than 47% of the popular vote.  We will see if my prognostication is correct, that "one-term presidents became the norm for a while."

The President addressed in my story was modeled after Barack Obama.  I now wonder if he will carry out some other transformative work which could not happen in his present role, as said in my story.
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This spring, I was reflecting again, as I had in 2011, on [[the great man|the great man sees]] -- and so I re-read parts of //Gilgamesh//: "an old legend of manhood I have no part of."  I gathered a few lines from Stephen Mitchell's translation, which made me think of Donald Trump:
The city is his possession, he struts
through it, arrogant, his head raised high,
trampling its citizens like a wild bull.
He is king, he does whatever he wants,
takes the son from his father and crushes him,
takes the girl from her mother and uses her,
the warrior's daughter, the young man's bride,
he uses her, no one dares to oppose him.
"You have created an arrogant wild bull in ~Uruk-the-Sheepfold … his weapons always ready, his companions are kept on their feet by the ball … Yet he is the shepherd of ~Uruk-the-Sheepfold, Gilgamesh, [who guides the] teeming [people], he is their shepherd and their powerful, preeminent, expert …"
{{grem{He trumpets brashly [my addition] --}}}
"I will cut down the tree, I will kill [[Humbaba|]]
I will make a lasting name for myself,
I will stamp my fame on men’s minds forever."
About a month before the Republican candidate was nominated, I wrote:
//In the public sphere of American life, this leadership will transition in the coming winter.  This too weighs on my mind.  Our current President [[said|]]://
<<tiddler Emperor/ObamaSelf-Government>>
And if effective democratic self-rule were not to continue?  What happens then?  A living personification of the [[Emperor]] would very likely emerge to fill the void, a "strong man" such as those who ruled in South American or Middle Eastern countries, or perhaps a [[cult of personality]] that dominates our media, public discussion, and political processes.

Yes, I realize that //I// have been worshiping the cult of personality, in these many hours of reading and feverish wiki-writing -- my gaze fixed on a list of //[[Influences]]//, or a thousand //[[lifelines]]//, or the published words of a few //[[people]]// I imagine to be my "lost family".
: This search for lost family was referred to by Gregory Orr [lifeline #151] in an interview quoted in the blog [[Undine|]].
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Later, in my collection of insights and vignettes [[gathered from the web]], I quoted Donald Trump from this New York Magazine [[article|]]:
> //I would take capable over experienced all day long.//
I appreciated this statement, as I lack formal higher education or the "right kind" of professional credentials for my dreams, and am painfully aware of this.  Trump's quote was situated between Daniel Chandler and Paul Cezanne, +++[as so:]
True science consists in revealing its scaffolding as well as its finished structure… Those who would learn from semiotics should search for structural leaks, seams and scaffolding as signs of the making of any representation, and also for what has been denied, hidden or excluded so that the text may seem to tell "the whole truth".
– Daniel Chandler, "[[Semiotics for Beginners|]]"
I would take capable over experienced all day long.
– Donald Trump
The day is coming when a single carrot, freshly observed, will set off a revolution.
– Paul [[Cezanne]]

On Monday, October 3, I removed this statement of Trump's and replaced it with Cory Doctorow saying: //"Organizing work is the [[project|project of humankind]] that defines our species."//  This happened at the beginning of my //1000 Conversations// project, and I wanted to expunge any reference to Trump from my written records.  I was anticipating a Hillary Clinton presidency, when he would start to recede from public consciousness.  //How wrong I was!// -- like many fellow citizens.

Now I should heed what Chandler said -- //"search for structural leaks, seams and scaffolding…for what has been ''denied, hidden or excluded'' so that the text may seem to tell the whole truth."//

Jerome Corsi  wrote a book in 2008 titled //The Obama Nation: Leftist Politics and the Cult of Personality//.  I don't believe that the "cult of personality" concept entered my awareness through this book (though it may have planted a subconscious seed.)  In 2012, the phrase popped up in my short story.  Three nights ago, "cult of personality" rang through my mind again, this time directed at Donald J. Trump.

My fellow Americans didn't elect a Republican, a conservative, a businessman or a certain skill-set … first and foremost they elected Trump: the Boss, the Icon, the Showman.  I fear the face of Gilgamesh morphed into Trump for our time in history.  Yet he is now our President-elect.  His rival Hillary Clinton [[told the nation|]]:
> //We have seen that our nation is more deeply divided than we thought. But I still believe in America, and I always will. And if you do, then we must accept this result and then look to the future.  Donald Trump is going to be our president.  We owe him an open mind and the chance to lead.//
That same day, President Obama [[said|]] "One thing you realize quickly in this job is that the presidency is bigger than any of us."

These were conciliatory speeches which I found very well-delivered.  They are included in my piece "[[Coping With The 2016 Election]]".

For several years now, I have been pulled by conflicting lines of thought -- a fascination, respect, and near-reverence for the United States Presidency, and an anxious murmur of doubt concerning all its effects on our republic.  These reservations are not original to me -- just today (11/11/2016), I discovered Gene Healy's 2008 book //[[The Cult of the Presidency: America's Dangerous Devotion to Executive Power|]]//.

I wish that I could discuss the story of our Presidential Office with my hero Thomas Jefferson.  (Another manifestation of this persistent cult!) &nbsp;In the book //[[Genius]]//, Harold Bloom wrote: "That [[agon|Emperor/agon]] ''with the self'' can mask itself as something else, including the inspiration of idealized forerunners…"  Now I turn my attention to the forerunners of Barack Obama and Donald Trump, reflecting upon the "greatest" among these 44 men.
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Donald J. Trump's chant: &nbsp;{{font125{MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!}}}

Hillary Clinton [[answered|]]: //Despite what you hear, we don’t need to make America great again.  America has never stopped being great.  But we do need to make America whole again.//  President Obama echoed this at the [[Democratic National Convention|]]: //America is already great.  America is already strong.  And I promise you, our strength, our greatness, does not depend on Donald Trump.  In fact, it doesn’t depend on any one person.//

Michael P. Riccards [[wrote|]] that "the greatest presidents tend to be linked up with powerful themes that outlast their terms in office."  The following were listed in his book //Destiny's Consul: America's Ten Greatest Presidents// -- each man followed by his numeric succession to the presidency, along with Riccards' chapter title for each and the corresponding "powerful theme" in brackets.

{{font125{''George Washington'' (1)}}}
"Creating a Nation in War and Then in Peace" [Federalism]

{{font125{''Thomas [[Jefferson]]'' (3)}}}
"Establishing Popular Rule" [republican self-government] {{grem{-- Lifeline #47}}}
: Jefferson began the first of only two spans in our republic when three consecutive presidents served two full terms each.  The third of Jefferson's time, James Monroe, held office during the "Era of Good Feelings" -- a designation with how much substance, I wonder, for the people who lived in that time?
{{font125{''James K. Polk'' (11)}}}
"The Arts of Waging Conflict" [Manifest Destiny]
: {{body{ Polk had the shortest retirement of all presidents at 103 days. He was the youngest former president to die in retirement at the age of 53.  He pledged to serve a single term, and he achieved all the goals which he set for it.
{{grem{I selected Polk with a random number generator, before discovering Riccards' book.}}}
I link Polk to Andrew Jackson (7) "The President as a Tribune of the People" [popular democracy]}}}
{{font125{''Abraham Lincoln'' (16)}}}
"The Commander in Chief Goes to War"
[the Union and emancipation]  {{grem{-- Lifeline #319}}}

{{font125{''Theodore Roosevelt'' (26)}}}
"The Dynamics of Domestic Reform" [national reform and environmentalism]
: I link T.R. to William Howard Taft (27) -- who held a unique, multi-faceted role in the Supreme Court's history.
{{font125{''Woodrow Wilson'' (28)}}}
"The Progressive Agenda at Home and Across the World"
[Progressivism and international democracy]  {{grem{-- Lifeline #320}}}
: Wilson was elected President in [[1912]].  During my 2012 research for the "3 Minute Fiction" piece, I found this +++[writing by Wilson:]
If there be one principle clearer than another, it is this: that in any business, whether of government or of mere merchandising, //somebody must be trusted//, in order that when things go wrong it may be quite plain who should be punished. In order to drive trade at the speed and with the success you desire, you must confide without suspicion in your chief clerk, giving him the power to ruin you, because you thereby furnish him with a motive for serving you. His reputation, his own honor or disgrace, all his own commercial prospects, hang upon your success. And human nature is much the same in government as in the dry-goods trade. //Power and strict accountability for its use// are the essential constituents of good government. A sense of highest responsibility, a dignifying and elevating sense of being trusted, together with a consciousness of being in an official station so conspicuous that no faithful discharge of duty can go unacknowledged and unrewarded, and no breach of trust undiscovered and unpunished,—these are the influences, the only influences, which foster practical, energetic, and trustworthy statesmanship. The best rulers are always those to whom great power is entrusted in such a manner as to make them feel that they will surely be abundantly honored and recompensed for a just and patriotic use of it, and to make them know that nothing can shield them from full retribution for every abuse of it.

It is, therefore, manifestly a radical defect in our federal system that it parcels out power and confuses responsibility as it does.

When foreign affairs play a prominent part in the politics and policy of a nation, its Executive must of necessity be its guide: must utter every initial judgment, take every first step of action, supply the information upon which it is to act, suggest and in large measure control its conduct. 

Public opinion has no easy vehicle for its judgments, no quick channels for its action. Nothing about the system is direct and simple. Authority is perplexingly subdivided and distributed, and responsibility has to be hunted down in out-of-the-way corners. So that the sum of the whole matter is that the means of working for the fruits of good government are not readily to be found. The average citizen may be excused for esteeming government at best but a haphazard affair, upon which his vote and all of his influence can have but little effect. How is his choice of a representative in Congress to affect the policy of the country as regards the questions in which he is most interested, if the man for whom he votes has no chance of getting on the Standing Committee which has virtual charge of those questions?  How is it to make any difference who is chosen President?

{{font125{''Franklin D. Roosevelt'' (32)}}}
"The Establishment of the Modern Presidency"
[the welfare state and the [[Four Freedoms|]]]
: I link F.D.R. to Harry S. Truman (33) "The First Imperial President"
{{font125{''Ronald Reagan'' (40)}}}
"Unleashing ~Right-Wing America"
[the conservative crusade for limited government and personal freedom]
: {{grem{I selected Reagan with a random number generator, before discovering Riccards' book.}}}
I omitted Jackson and Truman as stand-alone leaders.  That decision on Jackson would rightly be challenged by a historian, but I did not use academic-historic criteria.  "Near-greats" described by Riccards include Dwight D. Eisenhower, John F. Kennedy, and Lyndon B. Johnson (three consecutive presidents.)  Note that Riccards put Washington, Lincoln, and FDR in the highest "tier" of greatness.


To this list I add two more political champions of our own time, admittedly tinged with bias:

{{font125{''Barack [[Obama|Reading Obama]]'' (44)}}} {{grem{-- Lifeline #321}}}
The first ~African-American president, 2009-2017, who leaves office in a couple months at age 55.
: {{body{In 2016, he concluded the second span in our history of three consecutive two-term presidencies -- Clinton/Bush/Obama -- which had not occurred since Jefferson/Madison/Monroe in 1825.
See President Obama's remarks on [[self-government|Emperor/ObamaSelf-Government]].}}}
{{font125{''Hillary Rodham Clinton''}}} {{grem{-- Lifeline #316}}}
First Lady of Arkansas 1979-1981 and 1983-1992, 44th First Lady of the United States 1993-2001, U.S. Senator from New York 2001-2009, 67th U.S. Secretary of State 2009-2013, the first woman nominated for President by a major U.S. political party, and our national winner of the popular vote on November 8, 2016, but who lost to her Republican rival in the electoral college.
: Clinton won 47.7% of the popular vote and 232 electoral votes, carrying 20 states; her opponent won 46.7% and 306 electoral votes, carrying 30 states.  Clinton received more than 62 million votes nationwide; as of 11/17/2016, Trump trailed by more than 1 million votes.  These results were based upon 54% voter turnout, compared to the country's most recent peak around 61% in the 1960s.  In the 19th century, turnout of eligible voters (white men) reached 80% a few times.

Dean Keith Simonton wrote about [[presidential intellects|]] in 2006:
''Ranking by "Intellectual brilliance":''
3.1 Jefferson
1.8 Kennedy
1.3 Wilson
1.2 J.Q. Adams
1.0 W. Clinton
0.9 Garfield (compare to Arthur's results - an error?)
0.9 T. Roosevelt
0.9 F. Roosevelt
0.8 Lincoln
??? Obama
0.4 Reagan
0.3 Washington
-.6 Jackson and Polk

''Ranking by "Openness":''
99.1 Jefferson
98.0 J.Q. Adams
95.0 Lincoln
82.0 Kennedy
82.0 W. Clinton
77.0 Carter (note 0.0 brilliance)
64.0 Wilson
62.0 Madison
61.0 J. Adams
56.0 T. Roosevelt

''Additional "Trivia"'' gleaned from various sources:
The nine presidents who didn’t attend college are: George Washington, Andrew Jackson, Martin Van Buren, Zachary Taylor, Millard Fillmore, Abraham Lincoln, Andrew Johnson, Grover Cleveland, and Harry Truman.

Presidents who went on to [[subsequent public service|]]:
* John Quincy Adams, his last 17 years in the House of Representatives
* Andrew Johnson, his last 5 months alive as a Senator from Tennessee
* Grover Cleveland, who achieved a second non-consecutive presidential term
* William Howard Taft, his last 8.5 years spent as Chief Justice of the Supreme Court

John Adams (succeeded Washington), Martin Van Buren (succeeded Jackson), and George H.W. Bush (succeeded Reagan) are the only two-term vice presidents to be directly elected to succeed their predecessor.  All three men lost re-election.
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And now circling [[back|cult of personality]] to Émile Durkheim … Wikipedia states that Durkheim believed religion was becoming less important, as it was being gradually superseded by science and the ''cult of an individual''.  //And yet …//
"There is something eternal in religion that is destined to outlive the succession of particular symbols in which religious thought has clothed itself."
—from //[[The Elementary Forms of Religious Life|]]// (1912)

"A [[passion for the infinite|Quenchless thirst]] is daily presented as a sign of moral distinction, when in fact it can only occur in disturbed minds which accord the status of a norm to the very disturbance from which they are suffering."
—from //[[Suicide|]]// (1897)
Erich Fromm cited Durkheim in //The Sane Society// (1955):
One of the most penetrating diagnoses of the capitalist culture in the nineteenth century was made by sociologist, E. Durkheim, who was neither a political nor a religious radical. He states that in modern industrial society the individual and the group have ceased to function satisfactorily; that they live in a condition of "[[anomie|]]", that is, a lack of meaningful and structuralized social life; that the individual follows more and more "a restless movement, a planless self-development, an aim of living which has no criterion of value and in which happiness lies always in the future, and never in the present achievement."  … Society becomes //"a disorganized dust of individuals."//
[[A Quarter-Life Crisis|]]:
When You Let Go Of 'I Will,' What's Next?
By Colin Dwyer
March 17, 2016
//The New York Times//

There's a funny thing about the future tense: It's all but impossible to deny. Take any verb, append the little word "will" to the front of it, and suddenly, you've got a proposition that's awfully tough to knock down. I will write, I will act, I will be — until the proposed moment comes along, until we find out, one way or the other, whether I have in fact done as promised, the possibility I will replenishes every time I speak it.

It's as if, through sheer force of "will," we can achieve anything of our choosing.

… All those countless "wills" haven't gotten their way; what remains is what there's always been — //a brimming bucket of contradictions, a protean mess that seems to consist mostly of questions and inconsistencies, insecurities and quiet joys.// In other words, //I am and have been so many people//, the only thing I know for sure these days is exactly who I'm not: the person I thought I'd be by now.

So, here is the full measure of my quarter-life crisis: the distance between myself and the self I'd envisioned, and the fact that this distance has gotten so big I can't help but acknowledge it. At 27, I've got to finally admit to myself that "will," that handy rhetorical crutch, won't be fixing anything for me. I've got to come to terms with the present tense.
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<<tiddler [[Blue Flower/Lewis]]>>
In his 1943 afterword to the third third edition of //The Pilgrim's Regress//, Lewis wrote of:
… That unnameable something, desire for which pierces us like a rapier at the smell of bonfire, the sound of wild ducks flying overhead, the title of //[[The Well at the World's End|]]// [by William Morris], the opening lines of //[[Kubla Khan|Xanadu]]//, the morning cobwebs in late summer, or the noise of falling waves…

It appeared to me therefore that if a man diligently followed this desire, pursuing the false objects until their falsity appeared and then resolutely abandoning them, he must come out at last into the clear knowledge that the human soul was made to enjoy some object that is never fully given -- nay, cannot even be imagined as given -- in our present mode of subjective and spatio-temporal experience… I knew only too well how easily the longing accepts false objects and through what dark ways the pursuit of them leads us: but I also saw that the Desire itself contains the corrective of all these errors.  The only fatal error was to pretend that you had passed from desire to fruition, when, in reality, you had found either nothing, or desire itself, or the satisfaction of some different desire.  ''The [[dialectic]] of Desire'', faithfully followed, would retrieve all mistakes, head you off from all false paths, and force you //not to propound//, but ''to live through'', a sort of ontological proof.

A similar quality is named by the Portuguese //[[saudade]]//.

Down from the gardens of Asia, descending, radiating,	
Adam and Eve appear, then their myriad progeny after them,	
Wandering, yearning, curious -- with restless explorations,
With questionings, baffled, formless, feverish -- with never-happy hearts,	
With that sad, incessant refrain, //Wherefore, unsatisfied soul?// and //Whither, O mocking life?//
-- Walt Whitman, "[[Passage to India]]"
[[Darkbloom Neowan Husum]]
[[The Sublime Wants To Reach You]]
[[A Pin-Light Bent]]
[[en el espejo]]
[[A Tree Within]]
[[patchwork girl]]
[[The City of Mind]]
''Explanation of [[Layman Monk]]'', or ''Friar''
<part MyDay>

Reflecting on something written 15½ years ago:
> That's why I must leave my present place of work, because a world of need surrounds me.  ''When I am equipped to make a difference, then I will leave.'' When I have healed myself, and am ready to heal others, I will leave.
I may ''never'' feel adequately equipped, nor completely healed -- but I must pay attention to what my younger self is telling me now.  I am //__still here__!// at that 'present place of work' … waiting, too long waiting.

Pressed up against these //[[walls|The Wall]] erected around a labyrinth// …
  "the rich, everlasting mystery is found to be the childish you" …
    (and I will //not// kill myself as the [[writer|Cesare Pavese]] of those words did, as Sylvia and her son also did.)
In this season, betrayal weighs heavily on +++[my heart…]
Words written by my Anam Cara:
{{dialog{ Let my heart sing with the unending drum beat
of ten thousand in an [[orchestra of one]].
I am bright and brilliant and dark all the same --
and I am tumbling in a sea of darkening darkness --
wondering around in a stark and tooled plane of existence.
''I want to be held.''}}}

October has come [[again|October dancer Telemachus]].

{{font115{//''Today I [[honor my physical being|Honor your physical being]].''//}}}

''September 27, 2016''
I was lost roaming mazes of words and ideas.
//O waste of loss, in the hot mazes, lost, 
Remembering speechlessly we seek
the great forgotten language,
the lost lane-end into heaven,
a stone, a leaf, an [[unfound door|Evocative Words/Wolfe]]. Where? When?//

{{typed{Return [[here|I begin]].}}}

''September 20, 2016''
Where is it coming from, this echo,
this huge No that surrounds you,
//Who is it, exactly, you have needed
all these years to forgive?//

-- Wake [[Up]] and Walk in the Sun


''August 8, 2016''
Last night, thinking of the [[vows|Friar's Journeybook/Vows]] which I made to my wife, I squeezed her close and told her:

//I promise I will always keep your heart safe.//

To which she answered, //I believe you.//

<part SpringToSummer>

''June 8, 2016''
I'm ashamed to have turned out this way.
I'm ashamed of half [[the things I say|The Things I Say]].
[[I am alive]] I guess
I am ashamed, I hide
I cannot be ashamed
I can wade grief
I took my power in my hand
I watched the moon around the house
-- Emily [[Dickinson]]
''May 12, 2016''
Sometimes it suits me better to invent
A tale from my own heart, more near akin
To my own passions and habitual thoughts;
Some variegated story …

{{grem{-- but the stories are not saving me --}}}

Much wanting, so much wanting, in myself,
That I recoil and droop, and seek repose
In listlessness from vain perplexity,
Unprofitably travelling toward the grave,
//Like a false steward who hath much received
And renders nothing back.//
-- from [[Wordsworth Prelude Song]]

''April 25, 2016''
I will accept my part in God’s plan for salvation.
(from //A Course In Miracles//)

And //yet// … "No man is simon-pure, but you are different from most. You live honestly and abstemiously. You never ingratiate yourself or fall under sacerdotal spells. You are not cruel.  Randolf the Whitesmith, [[I summon you|Harpyia]] as my next companion and guide."

Through my circuitous, changing attempts to live as a [[Layman Monk]] (while lapsing into behavior as a "wretch" or libertine), I went for [[Confession]] this April.  Then my mind flashed back to my alter-ego, who never falls "under sacerdotal spells".

So untethered and buffeting around between heaven and earth…

//You're searching for [[the meaning of love|This Is]]
(Wasting your life away)//

''April 15, 2016''

Here's a small resolution from me:

I don't need to comment on my stature anymore.  It serves no purpose.  I won't allow myself to use the word "short" as a descriptor anymore, or even the semi-joking but mean "hobbit" references you've heard.  I will try to push out of my mind any jealous feelings when I see "strapping men" who are taller and stronger than me.  Today, I am crossing height off my Failure List.  Hold me to it.  {{grem{(Written to my wife.)}}}

''March 31, 2016 - April 14, 2016''

Now I have made a [[Self Vow]]:
: Today I keep myself healthy and whole; without fear, [[awake my soul]].
: Open [[Thou|prayer]] my life. Guide my heart through doors where I dared not go.
//Mundiosa Shekinah!//

My focus offered Thee;
Soften me, strengthen me;
Now I walk in joyous, suffering Life …

//Awarely I choose Love.//  And I turn to [[You|Friar's Journeybook/October21]].

<part lemniscate>
In sleeping dreams I played with other chaps
But really envied nothing—save perhaps
The miracle of the lemniscate left
by a child's nonchalantly deft
bicycle tires upon wet sand …
– Vladimir [[Nabokov/PaleFire]]</part>

{{grem{(I'm a child again, today, who finally knows another chap!)}}}

''March 14, 2016''

I discover this in walking, sleeping, reading, speaking; in the worldly cloister of a factory; in my neurosis and goodness; spent many days a lazy libertine — self-aware or tricking myself? — striving to be a good father and husband, a training Layman Monk.  Here I place a foothold on the vast, [[quaking|everything undulates]] Ground-Divine.


<part Vows>
''February 3, 2016''
Remember the vows which undergird my life: as a Husband, Father, and stumbling [[Frère|Friar's Journeybook]].

Yesterday, I read the words of Jan Chozen Bays:
[[Vows|Self Vow]] are the forces that weave together the fabric of your life and all of life. Without vows, without purposeful action, {{grem{[civilized?]}}} life would cease to exist.
One beautiful summer day, I spoke these vows to my wife:

//I love you in your totality: the woman you are now,
and who you become as we move through the seasons of life.
Here I will stand at your side in every joy and difficulty.

I promise to be your equal partner and best friend;
I promise to give my unfailing respect and honesty;
To be faithful and to cherish you,
To nurture and protect this life we make together.

These things I give to you today, and for as long as we both shall live.//


<part October21>
''October 21, 2014''
James Joyce is dead. Fallingwater finished. Joseph Knecht a ghost. My son and daughter live. They need me; they love me.

Soon after their births, I abandoned their mother and [[my longest friend|kiss of words]].  Not entirely so, but I certainly wasn't kind.  The words Anam Cara were charred by these last two years.  Done to begin a new life, I told myself.

Today I begin.  Now I discard my words and games, and try again:

//Look; listen; turn my heart toward Life.  And love!//

This will be my guide.  Not to contemplate, but to act.

Going forth, the messages left here are not a game any longer, but a record of my actual life: the risks taken, the loves I follow outside my door -- and the real people //here, now,// on a journey like mine -- and yours.


<part February21>
''February 21, 2014''
Do not seek to flee my warm, feeling body for a life of ideas. Choose the near and sensory over the distant and intellectual.

I sweated through fog with linguists and contenders,
I have no mockings or arguments,
I witness and wait. 
–Walt Whitman's [[origin of all poems]]

//I belong with the bearded one.//
(borrowed from [[Duncan Munro Glen]].)

A message from [[SARK]] given me 3-1/2 years ago:
There is so much in your subject: Wanting Focus or Action.
I wonder "who" is wanting that focus or action?
I envision you… taking your OH {[[One Hunger|2010-09-19]]}, sitting in a cornfield and receiving from your Wise Self.
I feel that ''you are already becoming'' what you say you want – and ''how to create a living from it'' is a separate question that is slowing you down from fully becoming it.
You are not "too far-flung" – perhaps you are not flung enough?
And are there tangible movements that you could make that you haven't?
My blessings and support to you, and acknowledging your growth and questions, sending you: ''RELEASE from "knowing."''
–August 10, 2010 (six weeks before my son was born)
Ray [[Bradbury]] offered brilliant insights on this subject 40 years ago; he speaks of the intellect as our skin, but emotions as the true life pumping through our veins.

Knowing and thinking is my most favored tool. //See [[Tanha]].
End of the 'thinker' is succeeded by the plenitude of __Life__.//


''January 11, 2014''
I said to the almond tree: "Speak to me of God"
and the almond tree blossomed.
–Nikos [[Kazantzakis]]

''January 2, 2012''
The [[ground|dig]] on which you dance is hallowed,
as are the moments we smile and speak.
It all is shifting, then dissolves into vastness.
Protect the transmission of life.

''December 25, 2013''
"If you plant a lemon seed and pray for a mango fruit, logically it won’t work. But this is what we do: we wish for happiness without planting the seeds of happiness."

''December 21, 2013''
"As you walk, you cut open and create that riverbed into which the stream of your descendants shall enter and flow."
—Nikos [[Kazantzakis]]

''December 14, 2013''
“For the great enemy of the truth is very often not the lie—deliberate, contrived and dishonest—but the myth—persistent, persuasive, and unrealistic. Too often we hold fast to the clichés of our forebears. We subject all facts to a prefabricated set of interpretations. We enjoy the comfort of opinion without the discomfort of thought.”
—John F. Kennedy in his Yale University commencement address (New Haven, Connecticut: June 11, 1962), 5:10-6:08

''December 8, 2013''
There is I and You, there is dialogue, there is language, and //spirit whose primal deed language is.//
—Martin [[Buber]]

"Those tasks that have been entrusted to us are difficult…If you just recognize this and manage, out of yourself, out of your own talent and nature, //out of your own experience and childhood and strength//, to achieve a wholly individual relation to [[sex|Honor your physical being]] (one that is not influenced by convention and custom), then you will no longer have to be afraid of losing yourself and becoming unworthy of your dearest possession."
—from //Letters to a Young Poet// by Rainer Maria [[Rilke]]
''March 30, 2013''
Great throngs of life on every side
''March 23, 2013''
[[Do not cause harm]].
''March 17, 2013''
[[Honor your physical being]].
''November 25, 2011''
Strength is fidelity,
power reverence:
no one ends at himself,
each one is an all
in another all,
in another one.
The other is contained in the one,
the one is another:
we are constellations.
I learned,
in the brotherhood of the trees,
to reconcile myself,
not with myself:
with what lifts me, sustains me, lets me fall.
—Octavio [[Paz]]
''November 21, 2011''
In my dwelling, live close to the ground.
In my thinking, keep to the [[simple]].
In conflict, be fair and generous.
In governing, I won't try to control.
In my work, I will do what I enjoy.
In family life, I will be completely present.
Humans have enlarged our view, our faculties, and our power 'over' the world through the long progression of our [[art]] and science.  Now is the time for [[maturing to finiteness]] and learning to see the [[greatness of little things|Quenchless thirst]].
''November 11, 2011''
//Protect your fellowships in every degree.//

Things arise and she lets them come;
things disappear and she lets them go.
She has but doesn't possess…
When her work is done, she forgets it.
That is why it lasts forever.
—Tao Te Ching (Mitchell)
<part November7>
''November 7, 2011''
//Take refuge in the many ceaseless [[passages]] to you of the Great Natural Perfection -- dharma in many different forms.//

Added March 28, 2013:
//These are gifts no one owns — lasting ages and latent everywhere — yet hemmed by uncertainty, human weakness and evil.//
Tao Te Ching: The Book of the Immanence of the Way (and How It Manifests in the World), according to Stephen Mitchell's translation.  Among other things, "a treatise on the art of government, whether of a country or a child" or [in my mind] foremost of one's self.

"In order to understand, we must remain in the darkness of not-knowing." —Stephen Mitchell commentary

"There is an external reality that we ignore at our peril, and indeed much of the evolution of the human species can be described as an //increasing concordance between the images within our brains and the reality in the external world.//"
-- Carl [[Sagan]]

The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao …
I think now of Steven Weinberg's telling of "the first three minutes" – what is more eternal, primordial, and far-reaching than that?  However, is such distant speculation into the past or the Cosmos rather tangential to human life?  Perhaps the Tao, though referring to itself as "eternal", is actually more bound to the age of the human species, which feels quite ancient to any one member living today or in China a few thousand years ago.  The 'Way' of Daoism //may// imply consciousness and choice, which I doubt is an eternal phenomena.  Also, I think not all attempts at naming or telling are futile.  However, I heed the warning to not be too strongly attached to our words and names, loosening attachments (which always involves our desires.)  Those 'caught' in the grasp of desires see only manifestations.  Yet manifestations and mystery arise from the same source …

//The unnamable is the eternally real.//
Naming is the origin of all particular things [Buber's ~It-World]
''October 30, 2011''
Keep faith in the Seed of Perfection dwelling on Earth; take refuge in its passages to you, and protect your fellowships.
<part SeedOfPerfection>
<<tiddler [[Seed of Perfection/exegesis]]>>
Contemplate the etymology of //perfection// and its kindred //facere// words:
*//perfecting// one's self in iterations
*seeing //defects//
(sublate (?) or harmonize (?) them)//
*effect, effective, efficacy
*affect, affection
*qualify, qualification
*edifice, deify
*manufacture, factor, refactor, factory
//(seed-like, meme-like)
<part October23>
''October 23, 2011''
I have gained a new realization that the [[Quaker]] Religious Society of Friends may offer this very opportunity at 'lay religious life' since it removes intermediaries and believes in the 'priesthood of all believers.'

I strive for the [[dialegen]]t way
Earlier [[resolutions]]

When the narrow crossing leads to grave ends
and the rope over the chasm begins to fray,

if I should wake before I die, let me stay still,
hear whistling through my bones, the drum

that calls me to [[dance]]. If I should wake
between earths-shine and shadow, let it be

to say yes, there is death, and there is
a shudder seizes a birthing woman,

a shaking between world of //good-bye// and //hello//.
When the infant presents from the womb

and the face is cleansed, the mouth o so gently
cleared for the nipple, the eyes adjust slowly to light.

When we look for God we examine the evidence
coming at us from all sides: the full breast,

sweet milk sticky on the skin, everything saying
this is ours, we did this together.

Born with a taste for prayer on the tongue, let our eyes
open to light, wake before we die.

—Jeanne Lohmann
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!The Sublime Wants To Reach You

To gaze deeply is to be [[broken|Fractal]]
To be seized by obscured things
Inside your chest, a mute space expands
Where mountains and desert undergo metamorphosis
Suspended in the eyes of the unforeseen

Look, a beam of light pierces the sky
As the darkening shadow meets the luminous
The sky opens, an invitation from the sublime
It needs your attendance

There, rises a mysterious star
Announcing the full dimension of the sacred
Embroidered in a secret garden
The evening primrose opens its petals
A luring smile
Where are you now?

Somewhere, an echo
The uneasy call of a black bird
Harkens to vanishing things 
Can you feel their still warm presence?

Pervade me, you say
With your eyes closed
Breathing confusion as you roam
In the time of no longer
Obeying only the benevolent law of physics

You are here to live

Venturing through the gate of death
Leaving and arriving all at once
Our bodies merge with the contours of the earth
Worlds collapsing and re-surging
Where fruits and planets are safely held

The sublime wants to reach you.

Mira Fong
February 14, 2003  
Santa Fe, New Mexico
//You are welcome to post my poem, glad that you like it. Poetry (it has wings) and philosophy (critical thinking) are the passions of my life. I enjoyed reading your sites. Rilke is my beloved poet and "Ishmael" is a great book. 

Best wishes,
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from //[[RAW|scream]]: real and woven//

if you believe in a higher power you cannot believe in magic - the two are self canceling - magic is just a name to describe the things that are going one that are unexplained - some people call it god, some people call it magic - some just know that we haven't figured everything out yet - the further in we go and the farther out we go the more we realize that there is more and more.

//fractal energy - plain and simple - fractal is my religion.//

according to wikipedia as of 11.17.09 - "a fractal is 'a rough or fragmented geometric shape that can be split into parts, each of which is (at least approximately) a reduced-sized copy of the whole,' a property called self-similarity." the same article notes that coastlines and mountains exhibit fractal qualities - this i did not now know - i knew about some plants like ferns and vegetables like cauliflower - but i also think that on some level the universe is a large and complex fractal - that our bodies are part of a large and complex fractal - that suns mirror atoms in our bodies in some way.

there would be a great deal of power in that - if the smallest is also the biggest - that there are replicating patterns and that energy would flow through those patterns and create order and music - that there is ordering in the chaos to only serve the chaos - that there is order in the randomness that serves only the randomness


//See [[fractal consciousness]]//

''From Wikipedia'' //(later follow to primary sources)// +++[+]
Some of these concepts are over my head mathematically, and stoked pseudo-science in my [[Breakthru|curse]]/Breakdown.
<part Mathematics>
 The term "fractal" was first used by mathematician Benoît Mandelbrot in 1975. Mandelbrot based it on the Latin //frāctus// meaning "broken" or "fractured", and used it to extend the concept of theoretical fractional dimensions to geometric patterns in nature.

Many mathematical constructs with //fractal dimensions// have been formulated… The general consensus is that theoretical fractals are //infinitely self-similar and iterated//… Fractals are not limited to geometric patterns, but can also describe processes in time.

A [[fractal dimension|]] measures //complexity//, a concept related to certain key features of fractals: //self-similarity and detail or irregularity.//

The //self-similarity// lies in the infinite scaling, and the //detail// in the defining elements of each set. The length between any two points on these curves is undefined because the curves are theoretical constructs that never stop repeating themselves.

//Exact self-similarity: identical at all scales;// as well as
//Quasi self-similarity:// approximates the same pattern at different scales; may contain small copies of the entire fractal in distorted and degenerate forms; e.g., the Mandelbrot set's satellites are approximations of the entire set, but not exact copies.

//Fine or detailed structure at arbitrarily small scales.//  A consequence of this structure is fractals may have //emergent properties// (related to the next criterion.)

//Irregularity// locally and globally that is not easily described in traditional Euclidean geometric language. For images of fractal patterns, this has been expressed by phrases such as //"smoothly piling up surfaces" and "swirls upon swirls".//

//Multifractal scaling// is characterized by more than one fractal dimension or scaling rule: a generalization of a fractal