Just made myself coffee. smell filling my corner of the
room half empty cylinder Mc Vitties wrapper beside me.
I was sad a moment ago Its strange how a coffee can
change things. Like sleep. I wake up and ive forgotten
most things about yesterday.
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.Jorge Luis Borges: Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius
http://www.its.caltech.edu/~boozer/etexts/tlon.html
Short story about a world where objects don't exist, only
our perceptions of them exist.
Go visit '~boozer'(real name Dave) at his website for
the text. Site also includes a shrine to Tori Amos.
Anyway in Tlön, the whole world (science, language) is
based around the acceptance of the fact that only
perceptions exist.
This theory has been put forward in our world by a guy
named Berkley:
"If it be allowed that no idea nor anything
like an idea can exist in an unperceiving
substance, then surely it follows, that no
figure or mode of extension which we can either
perceive or imagine, or have any idea of, can
be really inherent in matter. (Three Dialogues 139)"
So if reality only exists in your mind, you can make any
old thing up, really belive it, and it becomes real.
God:
"Hence it is evident, that God is known as
certainly and immediately as any other mind
or spirit whatsoever, distinct from
ourselves. We may even assert that the
existence of God is far more evidently
perceived than the existence of men; because
the effects of Nature are infinitely more
numerous and considerable, than those
ascribed to human agents. (Principles 109)" - Berkley
This whole 'mind=only reality' thing reminds me of 1984.
Big Brother controls the minds of the people, therefore
he controls the past. Not only is a fake history made
up, but because everyone believes it, who's to say it is
any less real than the disgarded history. You control
minds and you control _everything_.
Back to the Borges' story. What does the language of
this world look like?
'The world for them is not a concourse of
objects in space; it is a heterogeneous series
of independent acts. It is successive and
temporal, not spatial. There are no nouns in
Tlön's conjectural Ursprache, from which the
"present" languages and the dialects are
derived: For example: there is no word
corresponding to the word "moon,", but there
is a verb which in English would be "to moon"
or "to moonate." "The moon rose above the
river" is hlor u fang axaxaxas mlo, or
literally: "upward behind the onstreaming it
mooned."
The preceding applies to the languages of the
southern hemisphere. In those of the northern
hemisphere the prime unit is not the verb, but
the monosyllabic adjective. The noun is formed
by an accumulation of adjectives. They do not
say "moon," but rather "round airy-light on
dark" or "pale-orange-of-the-sky" or any other
such combination. In the example selected the
mass of adjectives refers to a real object,
but this is purely fortuitous. The literature
of this hemisphere abounds in ideal objects,
which are convoked and dissolved in a moment,
according to poetic needs.
At times they are determined by mere
simultaneity. There are objects composed of two
terms, one of visual and another of auditory
character: the color of the rising sun and the
faraway cry of a bird. There are objects of
many terms: the sun and the water on a swimmer's
chest, the vague tremulous rose color we see
with our eyes closed, the sensation of being
carried along by a river and also by sleep.
These second-degree objects can be combined with
others; through the use of certain abbreviations,
the process is practically infinite.
There are famous poems made up of one enormous
word. This word forms a poetic object created by
the author. The fact that no one believes in the
reality of nouns paradoxically causes their
number to be unending. The languages of Tlön's
northern hemisphere contain all the nouns of the
Indo-European languages - and many others as well. '
One string-like word, describing a single perfect
feeling/moment. I like that. Nouns are just lazy
labels. Long live descriptive.... argh... wordy?
('ADJECTIVES' IS A NOUN AND PLURALS ARE A LIE)
.Enlightenment
http://users.crocker.com/greenfield/panaram3.jpg
Someone using a computer at a high school in Greenfield, Massachusetts
stumbled onto my site a few minutes ago. It was 4 in the
afternoon, school had probably just finished and they
were searching online for the words of a korean buddhist
teacher. Schoolkid questioning the meaning of life?
Teacher clearing her mind with a zen koan after a
stressful day? I hope you find enlightenment elsewhere.