November 04, 2005 - 9:56 p.m.

.Brown Student Radio
You should listen to this ukulele themed radio show 
presented by the writer of technicolor.org.  Lovely, just 
lovely.

At the end there're 8 mins of a very interesting/ very 
pretentious show called "Irony and Whine".  What does 
pretentious mean anyway?  The presenter has an 
attractive/homosexual/irritating pur to his voice.

In fact listening to the show hosts is the most interesting 
bit.
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.Freedom From/ Freedom To

"Wang Wei, your brother, was the most revered man of letters 
in all the world.  He served throughout the former reign, 
and his fame was great among the treasures of the age.  High 
he soared among Chou's Odes; deeply he reverenced the Songs 
of Ch'u.  In all his works the humours of the cosmos were in 
harmony, and the rules of musicality were correct in his 
noble rhymes.  The waterfall sent his lush imagination 
leaping into the sky; scattering clouds spread his innermost 
emotions with them.

  Emperor Tai-tsung to Wang Chin in 793, on the presentation 
of Wang Wei's collected works to the throne.

Now, late in life, I love only stillness;
The affairs of the world touch not my heart.
I look within, there find no great plans,
Know nothing more than return to the forests of home.
 
  Wang Wei, 'Answering Magistrate Chang'

"It is an important and nearly universal attribute of high 
civilization that those who have attained wealth and power 
are fascinated by the prospect of renouncing what they once 
coveted so greatly.

"...the poet chose to cut himself off from the world...Wang 
Wei's version of freedom was a 'freedom from' rather than a 
'freedom to'."
                                     - Owen, 'The High T'ang'

Wuwei = adapt to 'inevitable' circumstance?
"The result of such an approach is freedom-- not freedom to
act however we choose, but freedom from slavish commitment 
to rigid formulae that cause us to act inappropriately."
                      
                             -'Uneven Discourses on the Zhuangzi'



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儒有今人居，古人与稽。今世行之，后世以为楷。
Although the scholar deals with people of her own time, her 
ideals are those of the ancients;  she can behave in a 
modern way with the past as her example.

I just memorised how to say the first bit of Chaucer's 
Prologue in Middle English. IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED 
CONFUCIUS!?  no? NO!?    =>Chaucer Audio
Whannn that Ah-prill with his shooo-res sot-uh...
When that April with his showers sweet...



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.'i killed your' print.google.com
 
He knew that a language that will admit a sentence like “I 
killed your Jew . . . .In that case, I will now kill,” etc., 
a language where such verbal constructs do not turn to 
poison in the speaker's mouth--is not the language of life, 
human and moral, but a language infiltrated many ages past 
by evil traitors, with one intention--to kill.

“Sir Gawain, I swear by the love of Jesu that when I killed
your brothers I knew them not!"

I killed your son, your father, your friends, your 
people—every one I could—and was glad to do it.

I killed your nephew, John Maien! And I will fucking kill 
you the first chance that I get, unless you let me go now!”

I killed your brother; you will kill me.

I killed your mother? What are you, crazy?

“All right, I killed your dog. I slit his throat
in a ceremony. I had somebody burn down your house."

‘But I killed your son quite unintentionally, so I implore 
you to spare my life.'

I killed your young men with the sword, along with your 
captured horses.

"-After I killed your wife.” 
“You?” Nick leaned over the shriveling monster.

 I killed your brother in fair fight. He provoked me as no 
man was ever provoked before.

I killed your beautiful boy because he was, indeed, a 
homosexual,..

“And I did feel horrible when you told me I killed your 
spirit. I did go into a medicine man's tent for two days and 
passed out from dehydration"

 Your feelings don't mean a thing to me, I killed your dog 
and cat, You're an asshole in disguise,..

 I killed your fool of a father. I wouldn't like to have to 
kill you, too.

Will you say I killed your mistress through jealousy Where 
is the proof !—The letter! I have destroyed it !


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.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terror_management_theory
 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Denial_of_Death

    The realization of one's mortality is terrifying. 

    Man transcends this problem in the concept of heroism. By 
    being heroic man feels he has meaning, a purpose, something 
    that will never die. One can be a hero in the eyes of God, 
    the State, one's peers, family, etc. 

    Without a hero system man becomes mad or numb.


hm.. is it 'being heroic' or is it'the ability to see your place in the history of humanity': 'belief in heroes'.

Just using myself as an example, i don't feel any need to be 
heroic for my peers or family.  But I certainly believe in 
the vast sweep of history, and i believe in heroes.  
Like Milton.

I have to believe in something eternal;  I really like 
Blake's idea of the eternal imagination - I think that's my 
current belief system - but it's something very internal.

"I feel that a Man may be happy in This World. And I know 
that This World Is a World of Imagination & Vision."

"I must Create a System or be enslav'd by another Man's"
                                              -William Blake

 
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