SKImmmmmm ing across the internets
H e r b e r t M a r c u s e
Elect R i c k -------- Count Erpoint
A r B i rA t I o N
G N O S ETIRUOVAF WEN YMMY NEW FAVOURITE S O N G
Outsider Art. Hello wider consciousness. Are we all L'Étranger?
Says mind to body, hello -you are me. Who is running the show?
How much beauty lost because society had no room for it? Too busy making war.
OR BRAYVE SOULS WHO LOSE THEYR WAY TRYING TO MAYKE MONEY. STARVE INSTEAYD.
STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.
Man does not live by bread alone but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.
H e r b e r t M a r c u s e
Elect R i c k -------- Count Erpoint
A r B i rA t I o N
G N O S ETIRUOVAF WEN YMMY NEW FAVOURITE S O N G
Outsider Art. Hello wider consciousness. Are we all L'Étranger?
Says mind to body, hello -you are me. Who is running the show?
How much beauty lost because society had no room for it? Too busy making war.
OR BRAYVE SOULS WHO LOSE THEYR WAY TRYING TO MAYKE MONEY. STARVE INSTEAYD.
STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.STARVE.
Man does not live by bread alone but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.
also,
These kinds of poemy link cluster things are more fun to write. From Internetworld prose to Internetworld poetry. Ok.
I like thinking about how no one would likely click every single link -or maybe no one ever clicks them. I'm just leaving a door open on the internet.
This blog will evaporate into the swift internet winds. Such is the nature of time in a virtual world. Time. Time. Time. It's not so solid, I think. Not so solid at all. It's warm in Montreal. Almost hot a couple days ago. cbcnews says it's like that across the country. I realized I feel closer to last summer than I do to two months ago. I was talking to Joel about it. He told me Martin Heidegger didn't trust chronology.
Two months ago is further away than last summer as far as I see it right now. The theory doesn't seem to fit reality entirely. Not my perception, anyways.
I'm curious what it'll be like to evaporate into the real winds. All things must pass. Must is the future. The moment is now. We are passing, and have, and will. And have and will again. Or not. Time flutters before my sleepy eyelids now. Into dream world with dream time. Dreamtime.
I'm trying to be in the moment. Moment to moment, like Dennis Hopper. The moment is eternity. It's all there is. Not in the limited sense ("Oh? That's it? That's all there is?"), but in the sense that everything's already right there in front of us. Everything. As Hopper says in the interview, "The door opens, you see a guy, you see a gun, you react."
These are the kinds of thoughts I get after long, slow meandering bike rides.
These kinds of poemy link cluster things are more fun to write. From Internetworld prose to Internetworld poetry. Ok.
I like thinking about how no one would likely click every single link -or maybe no one ever clicks them. I'm just leaving a door open on the internet.
This blog will evaporate into the swift internet winds. Such is the nature of time in a virtual world. Time. Time. Time. It's not so solid, I think. Not so solid at all. It's warm in Montreal. Almost hot a couple days ago. cbcnews says it's like that across the country. I realized I feel closer to last summer than I do to two months ago. I was talking to Joel about it. He told me Martin Heidegger didn't trust chronology.
Two months ago is further away than last summer as far as I see it right now. The theory doesn't seem to fit reality entirely. Not my perception, anyways.
I'm curious what it'll be like to evaporate into the real winds. All things must pass. Must is the future. The moment is now. We are passing, and have, and will. And have and will again. Or not. Time flutters before my sleepy eyelids now. Into dream world with dream time. Dreamtime.
I'm trying to be in the moment. Moment to moment, like Dennis Hopper. The moment is eternity. It's all there is. Not in the limited sense ("Oh? That's it? That's all there is?"), but in the sense that everything's already right there in front of us. Everything. As Hopper says in the interview, "The door opens, you see a guy, you see a gun, you react."
These are the kinds of thoughts I get after long, slow meandering bike rides.
Leah's writing a paper on Mr. Hopper. There's a trashy biography of him laying around our house.
Out of the Blue is still a movie I love a lot.
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The moment. I feel like all we have is the past. And yet don't have it. The moment is gone. The future never comes. All we have is the pasts: ours and others. Yeah, time isn't something you can trust at all. Or deny.
I clicked every link this time. Its like following a paper trail.
I like your "moment is eternity" thing because it seems to me to be very consistent with your atheism, rather than mining from faiths and claiming it atheism I think you are doing something very consistent there. I like that. I'm not being sarcastic.
I'm thinking of proposing a paper at http://sites.google.com/site/oxfordptc2010/home on "forgetting" as a present activity rather than something we do and accomplish with our past.
"'forgetting' as a present activity rather than something we do and accomplish with our past."
That's great. If remembering is an activity of the present, why not forgetting?
If remembering is an activity of the present (and I seem to remember it is, or at least it was)...
but I wrote this entry first. Why's it posted after?
PS-Matthew! Hi, I'm you from the future.
:sdoog sera semordilaPPalidromes ares goods:
http://pxmas.blogspot.com/2009/10/plafter-goes-pop.html
Woah. About this (forgetting, remembering): Jon, are you working with Derrida's 'Archive Fever' by any chance? He talks about the archive, about present-day memorializing, as occurring during the moment of forgetting, when the memory breaks down. It transfers memory into the hands of others, allowing us to forget.
Also, other memory theorists talk about memory as unfulfilled desire. If we had been completely satisfied, we would not need to remember.
I love memory theory.
Also,
Memory theory?
wikipedia, here I come.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Memoria
Pretty terrible summary, but something.
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