Brahms is known as the most serious and intellectual of the
19th Century romantic composers. Schoenberg has a reputation for
being cerebral. (Some would say that his music works better for
analysis than listening.) But this Gypsy dance is pure fun.
It was composed by Brahms in 1861 as part of a piano quartet,
orchestrated by Schoenberg in 1937.
About his motivation for transcribing the piece, Schoenberg wrote: ‘I
like the piece. It is seldom played. It is always very badly
played, because the better the pianist, the louder he plays and you hear
nothing from the strings. I wanted for once to hear everything,
and this I achieved.’
Listen to the Brahms/Schoenberg
Rondo alla
Zingarese
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1 August 2008

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A Moment’s Indulgence
I ask for a moment’s indulgence to sit by thy side.
The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and
the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it is time to sit quiet, face to face with thee, and to sing
dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.
— Rabindranath Tagore
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2 August 2008

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Your less-developed senses
Walk with your eyes closed. Hold a friend’s hand and walk long enough that you become
sensitized to the sounds in your ears and textures under your feet.
Ask your friend to put your hand on objects that may be familiar of unfamiliar by sight.
Try not simply to identify them, but to experience them anew.
Walk on your own with your eyes closed for 10 steps, then blink your eyes open
for a snapshot sufficient to sustain you another 10.
Increase to 15, then 20 steps or more.
Sense impending objects with subtle changes in the sound ambiance.
Navigate a mile or more this way, and use the technique to play with your sense of place
and continuity of your environment.
Go for a summer walk through the woods on a moonless night.
— Josh Mitteldorf
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3 August 2008

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Our whole life is an attempt to discover when our spontaneity is whimsical,
sentimental irresponsibility and when it is a valid expression of our deepest
desires and values.
—
Helen Merrell Lynd
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4 August 2008

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The Concealed Deer
There was a woodcutter in Cheng who came across a frightened deer in
the country and shot and killed it. Afraid that other people might
see it before he could bring it home, he hid it in a grove and covered
it with chopped wood and branches, and was greatly delighted. Soon
afterwards, however, he forgot where he had hid the deer, and believed
it must have all happened in a dream. As a dream, he told it to
everybody in the streets. Now among the listeners there was one
who heard the story of his dream and went to search for the concealed
deer and found it. He brought the deer home and told his wife,
‘There is a woodcutter who dreamed he had killed a deer and forgot where
he hid it, and here I have found it. He is really a dreamer!’
‘You must have dreamed yourself that you saw a woodcutter who had
killed a deer. Do you really believe that there was a real
woodcutter? But now, you have really got a deer, so your dream
must have been a true one,’ said his wife.
‘Even if I’ve found this deer by a dream,’ answered the husband,
‘what’s the use of worrying whether it is he who was dreaming or I?’
That night, the woodcutter went home, still thinking of his deer, and
he really had a dream, and in that dream, he dreamed back the place of
hiding of the deer and also of its finder. Early at dawn, he went
to the finder’s house and found the deer there. The two then had a
dispute and they went to a judge to settle it. And the judge said
to the woodcutter:
‘You really killed a deer and thought it was a dream. Then you
really had a dream and thought it was reality. He really found the
deer and is now disputing with you about it, but his wife thinks he had
dreamt that he had found a deer shot by someone else. Hence no one
really shot the deer. Since we have the deer before our eyes, you
may divide it between you two.’
The story was brought to the ears of the King of Cheng, and the King
said, ‘Ah, ah! Isn’t the judge dreaming again that he is dividing
the deer for people!’
— Lieh Tzu,
translation by
Lin Yutang
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5 August 2008

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The dream of God
May we not imagine that possibly this earthly life of
ours is to the other life what sleep is to waking? May not all our
life be a dream and death an awakening? But an awakening to what?
And supposing everything is but the dream of God and that God one day
will awake? Will he remember his dream?
— Miguel de
Unamuno (1864-1936)
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6 August 2008

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Sojourns in the Parallel World
We live our lives of human passions,
cruelties, dreams, concepts,
crimes and the exercise of virtue
in and beside a world devoid
of our preoccupations, free
from apprehension -- though affected,
certainly, by our actions. A world
parallel to our own though overlapping.
We call it “Nature”; only reluctantly
admitting ourselves to be “Nature” too.
Whenever we lose track of our own obsessions,
our self-concerns, because we drift for a minute,
an hour even, of pure (almost pure)
response to that insouciant life:
cloud, bird, fox, the flow of light, the dancing
pilgrimage of water, vast stillness
of spellbound ephemerae on a lit windowpane,
animal voices, mineral hum, wind
conversing with rain, ocean with rock, stuttering
of fire to coal--then something tethered
in us, hobbled like a donkey on its patch
of gnawed grass and thistles, breaks free.
No one discovers
just where we’ve been, when we’re caught up again
into our own sphere (where we must
return, indeed, to evolve our destinies)
-- but we have changed, a little.
~
Denise Levertov ~
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7 August 2008

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How is the war going really? I want your honest opinion.
Charles A Dana, born this day in 1819, was a fiercely independent
journalist during the Civil War, who followed General Grant and reported
his monstrous errors of judgment along with his brilliant successes.
It is a striking contrast to modern political practice that Dana had
direct access to President Lincoln. His telegraphed dispatches
from the front lines were eagerly received in the White House, and
Lincoln valued his unvarnished observations. Very late in the war,
Dana was appointed to an official capacity as Under-secretary of War, as
he continued the same reportage with a new title.
A close confidant of Ulysses Grant, Dana supported his Presidential
campaign, but later revealed his problems with alcohol to the public,
and ruthlessly criticized Grant’s failings as President.
Today, the American tradition of independent journalism has not
abandoned us, but it has been pushed out of the established press onto
the Internet, where it is partially drowned amid unreliable and
amateurish rantings. Some of my favorites:
Bradblog OpEdNews
TalkingPoints
CommonWonders
NewsFromUnderground VDare
GregPalast
ThomHartmann
CounterPunch
InformationClearingHouse
‘Fight for your opinions, but do not believe that they contain the
whole truth or the only truth.’
— Charles Anderson Dana (1819-1897)
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8 August 2008

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‘All great ideas originate with the lower classes.’
— James Goldsworthy
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9 August 2008

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In youth, love is identified with wanting. In maturity, love
becomes an expansion of caring.
We may need to care, but there is no need for neediness in our
caring; caring can be carefree.
— Josh Mitteldorf
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10 August 2008

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Democracy in China
HONG KONG - While China’s crackdown on Tibet and
heavy-handed approach to dissidents in general have reinforced its
international image as a ruthless, totalitarian state ahead of next
month’s Summer Olympic Games, the reality on the ground is that the
Middle Kingdom has never been more democratic and is, step by small
step, becoming even more so.
That reality was bolstered with the recent announcement by the Chinese
Communist Party (CCP), as reported by the official Xinhua News Agency,
that it has adopted a ‘tenure system’ that will give real power to
traditionally rubber-stamp delegates to party congresses. In the past,
party elites made all the decisions. The future could be quite different
— but that all depends on implementation of the new system...
The great difference between the dictator Mao and those currently
wielding power, however, is that today’s leadership understands that,
without democratic reform, the country risks widespread social unrest
that could ultimately bring down the party.
— Kent Ewing, writing in the
Chinatown Report
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11 August 2008

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Nurture thy creative engine!
It’
s the source of your original contribution to your community and
to those you love. It’s the essential ‘you’. Whatever
it takes to keep that part of you healthy and active is what you must do
for yourself.
Then you must give it time. Make your appointment with the
muse. Keep it faithfully, even when your muse is in hiding.
— Josh Mitteldorf
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12 August 2008

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Reclaiming the naïve vision
“Habitualization devours works, clothes, furniture, one’s wife, and
the fear of war. … And art exists that one may recover the sensation of
life; it exists to make one feel things, to make the stone stony. The purpose of art is to impart the sensation of things as they are
perceived and not as they are known. The technique of art is to make
objects ‘unfamiliar’, to make forms difficult, to increase the
difficulty and length of perception because the process of perception is
an aesthetic end in itself and must be prolonged. Art is a way of
experiencing the artfulness of an object; the object is not important.”
— Victor Shklovsky, from
Art as
Technique (1917)
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13 August 2008

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On water’s meaning
... he scissors the waterscape apart
And sways it to tatters. Its coldness
Holding him to itself, he grants the grasp,
For to swim is also to take hold
On water’s meaning, to move in its embrace
And to be, between grasp and grasping, free.
—
Charles Tomlinson,
from
Swimming Chenango Lake
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14 August 2008

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The uses of paranoia
Alan Wall
speaks of paranoia as the psychic force animating the mythology of our
time. ‘Is there a fundamental link, in the era of modernity at
any rate, between the paranoid and the poetic?’ We transform horror and
the unbearable sadness of loss — visions that threaten to isolate and
destroy us — into myths that pull us together.
‘The Warren Report on the Kennedy assassination might be taken as
one of the founding texts of American paranoid fiction. It opened a gap
between information and credibility into which the fiction and the irony
have never ceased rushing ever since. The present status of the
commissions and reports into 9/11 doesn’t give much hope that they will
do more than fill a parallel slot in the psyche.’
Marina Warner nominates candidates for myths to embody our fears for
the future of our planet.
It seems to me that Erichsychthon makes a strong candidate in the
world of eco-disaster: he’s the tycoon in Ovid who cuts down a whole
forest even after he has been warned of the consequences, and is then
cursed by the outraged goddess of nature with unappeasable hunger; he
ends up selling his daughter for food, and when that no longer works,
consuming himself bite by bite.
Other myths of our time could be the wanderers and fugitives – Io chased
from country to country; Leto forbidden from resting anywhere to give
birth to her children; Aeneas leaving Troy in burning ruins with his
father on his back, like Dido leaving Tyre, both of them fleeing
westwards.
Last year, the most recently discovered planet, ‘2003-UB313’, was
renamed Eris after the Goddess of Strife, whose actions catalyse the
Trojan War....However, it turns out
that astronomers weren’t inspired to this choice by the state of the
world, but by the state of their profession. In a spirit of resistance
to Eris’s planetary hold, I hope another body is orbiting into view,
dreamed up by a fabulist’s reasoned imagination and bringing with it new
creatures out of the mirror of myth.
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15 August 2008

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We decide what is important while we are asleep
‘Sleep is a smart, sophisticated process. You might say that sleep is
actually working at night to decide what memories to hold on to and what
to let go of.’
— Jessica Payne
Many experiments have established the role of sleep in consolidating
memories. A new Harvard Med School study just published in
Psychological Science suggests that memories are filtered for
emotional content while we sleep, and the ones that have moved
us are selectively retained.
EurekAlert article
4Therapy article
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16 August 2008

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One day you will awaken and see that your whole previous life was as a dream or hallucination.
It will not be, “I can’t believe I spent my time working for money to buy a bigger car.”
More like, “I can’t narrow my vision now to 3 dimensions, but I remember that for decades it seemed
to me that’s all that there was.”
Or perhaps, “As I remember it, it seemed to me that I spent my whole life worrying that I might die.”
— Josh Mitteldorf
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17 August 2008

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The blame-China syndrome
It’s open season on China, newly installed as the world’s largest
emitter of carbon dioxide. Last week the Netherlands Environmental
Assessment Agency said China’
s economy was responsible for two-thirds of
the global increase in CO2 emissions last year. The week
before, the environment group WWF calculated that China uses 15 per cent
of the world’s resources. It builds two coal-fired power stations a
week, manufactures half the world’s cement and is the world’s largest
importer of tropical timber.
The charge sheet is long, and mostly true. But remember that 1 in every
5 of the planet’s citizens is Chinese. Looked at in this light, the
stats do not look half as bad. On average, the CO2 emissions
of a Chinese person are half those of a European and a quarter those of
an American or Australian. Per capita, China’s ecological footprint is
below the world average.
Yes, China burns a lot of coal. But last year it also deployed more wind
turbines than any other country. Its recycling businesses are among the
world’s largest. It leads the world in aquaculture, helping to protect
surviving ocean fisheries.
Should we at least blame China for its huge population? Go carefully.
Its population would be much higher but for its sometimes coercive
efforts to cut birth rates. Ah yes, China’s dodgy human rights record.
We don’t like that either. Rightly so, perhaps. But we can’t have it all
ways.
—
New Scientist editorial
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18 August 2008

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Religio laici
In this extended poetic investigation, John Dryden seeks to justify
his
Christian faith in the context of ancient animist religions as well as the
non-denominational ‘Deism’ that is the fashion of intellectuals of his
era. Here is the conclusion at which he arrives, espousing
tolerance, a non-confrontational deportment, and humility in the face all that we do not know:
What then remains, but, waving each extreme,
The tides of ignorance, and pride to stem?
Neither so rich a treasure to forego;
Nor proudly seek beyond our pow’r to know:
Faith is not built on disquisitions vain;
The things we must believe, are few, and plain:
But since men will believe more than they need;
And every man will make himself a creed:
In doubtful questions ’tis the safest way
To learn what unsuspected ancients say:
For ’tis not likely we should higher soar
In search of Heav’n, than all the Church before:
Nor can we be deceiv’d, unless we see
The Scripture, and the Fathers disagree.
If after all, they stand suspected still,
(For no man’s faith depends upon his will
’Tis some relief, that points not clearly known,
Without much hazard may be let alone:
And, after hearing what our Church can say,
If still our reason runs another way,
That private reason ’tis more just to curb,
Than by disputes the public peace disturb:
For points obscure are of small use to learn:
But common quiet is mankind’s concern.
— John Henry Dryden, born this day in 1631
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19 August 2008

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The ‘sexually deceptive’ orchid Chiloglottis trapeziformis attracts
males of its pollinator species, the thynnine wasp Neozeleboria
cryptoides, by emitting a unique volatile compound,
2-ethyl-5-propylcyclohexan-1,3-dione, which is also produced by female
wasps as a male-attracting sex pheromone.
Research article by Florian P. Schiestl et al
Article by Elizabeth Penisi in Science Magazine
Strategies of deception are all over the biosphere, and one of
the highest purposes of flexible intelligence is to make judgments
that help us avoid being deceived. Another of the highest purposes
is to help us deceive others. ‘...animal communication is
largely reliable—but that this basic reliability also allows the
clever deceiver to flourish.’
Book by William Searcy and Stephen Nowicki
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20 August 2008

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Motion from stasis

— Akitaoka’s optical illusions
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21 August 2008

Click on image to see rolling waves
Both wiggly lumps are actually true circles.
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The wages of fear
Grasshoppers can be so afraid of wolf spiders that
they will starve to death rather than come out of hiding and feed in the
presence of the spider.
In a June
research paper, ecologists Evan Preisser and Daniel Bolnick found
that the presence of a predator reduces activity rates of the prey by 45
percent in aquatic ecosystems and by 34 percent among those in
terrestrial ecosystems. Paralysis from fear seems to be common in
nature.
Press release
Are animals programmed by natural selection to be
excessively risk-averse, so that they actually pay a bigger price for
avoiding danger than they would probably pay if they just
faced t the danger?
…Of course, humans are much smarter and more
rational than grasshoppers, and their measured response to danger would
never cost them more than the actual risk justifies. Our much
larger brains consistently support us to avoid panic and remain calm in
the face of danger.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
When the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
~ from Dune by
Frank Herbert
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22 August 2008p>

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The real roots of nonviolence
I learnt the lesson of nonviolence from my wife, when I tried to bend
her to my will. Her determined resistance to my will, on the one hand,
and her quiet submission to the suffering my stupidity involved, on the
other, ultimately made me ashamed of myself and cured me of my stupidity
in thinking that I was born to rule over her and, in the end, she became
my teacher in nonviolence.
— Gandhi
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23 August 2008

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Finesse
Precision in art sensitizes the audience to nuances in its execution.
When we sense that a pianist has exquisite control over the touch of
each note, we instinctively listen for more subtle shades of meaning in
the sound. When we realize that a poet is meticulous in his choice of
words, we are willing to trust him, and invest more thought in
interpreting his language. And when a visual artist chooses shades of color
with great care, we are drawn into the tableau, and more attentive to
its subtleties.
In our conversations and expressions of opinion, we are building
expectations that affect the way we will be heard 30 seconds or 30 years
from now. The only way to preserve a full range of expressive
power is to calibrate our words and our intonation to the demands of the
occasion. If our speech is habitually strident, or we overuse draconian language, then it will soon
be discounted. If we never use strong words, then we have forgone
the opportunity to be effective when it is most important to us.
— Josh Mitteldorf
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24 August 2008

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School Prayer
In the name of the daybreak
and the eyelids of morning
and the wayfaring moon
and the night when it departs,
I swear I will not dishonor
my soul with hatred,
but offer myself humbly
as a guardian of nature,
as a healer of misery,
as a messenger of wonder,
as an architect of peace.
In the name of the sun and its mirrors
and the day that embraces it
and the cloud veils drawn over it
and the uttermost night
and the male and the female
and the plants bursting with seed
and the crowning seasons
of the firefly and the apple,
I will honor all life
—wherever and in whatever form
it may dwell—on Earth my home,
and in the mansions of the stars.
— Diane Ackerman, from
I Praise My Destroyer
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25 August 2008

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‘I have lived with several Zen masters,
... all of them cats.’
— Eckhart Tolle, from
The Power of Now
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26 August 2008

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“I don’t want any ‘yes-men’ around me. I want everybody to tell me
the truth even if it costs them their jobs.”
—
Samuel Goldwyn actually named himself for Goldwyn Studios
(forerunner of MGM) rather than the other way around. He claimed
this day in 1882 as his birthday, though he was actually three years
older. He left the Warsaw Ghetto which had been the only home he
knew when he was orphaned at age 15.
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27 August 2008

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World’s most successful animal
There are two reasons the biosphere contains more mass in the form of
termites than any other animal. One is their (eusocial)
cooperative life style. The other is that they can live on wood.
‘[The termite] has attained a certain status as the pest that could solve our
energy problems, transforming geopolitics and agriculture in the
process...If we could turn wood waste into fuel with even a
fraction of the termite’s efficiency, we could run our economy on
sawdust, lawn clippings, and old magazines…’
Atlantic article by Lisa Margonelli
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28 August 2008

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Shays Rebellion
On this day in 1786, a New England farmer, former war
hero of Bunker Hill, led a band of protestors who had become disillusioned with the
American Revolution. They had fought bravely against the British,
only to find themselves treated disdainfully by the new American
Confederation. Their salary for the years of conscription was
never paid, and the foreign debt accumulated in the war was passed down
to small farmers. Homes, furnishings, and livestock were
confiscated by debtor’s courts, while the wealthier landowners and
merchants thrived.
‘I’ve labored hard all my days and fared hard. I have been
greatly abused, have been obliged to do more than my part in the war;
been loaded with class rates, town rates, province rates, Continental
rates, and all rates. . . been pulled and hauled by sheriffs, constables
and collectors, and had my cattle sold for less than they were worth.
I have been obliged to pay and nobody will pay me.’
—
Plough Jogger, quoted by Howard Zinn, in The People Speak
‘Rebellion against a king may be pardoned, or lightly punished, but
the man who dares to rebel against the laws of a republic ought to
suffer death.’
— George Washington
‘A little rebellion now and then is a good thing . . . . God forbid
we should ever be twenty years without such a rebellion. The people
cannot be all, and always, well informed. The part which is wrong will
be discontented, in proportion to the importance of the facts they
misconceive. If they remain quiet under such misconceptions, it is
lethargy, the forerunner of death to the public liberty . . . . and what
country can preserve its liberties, if its rulers are not warned, from
time to time, that this people preserve the spirit of resistance? Let
them take arms. The remedy is to set them right as to the facts, pardon
and pacify them. What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? The
tree of liberty must be refreshed, from time to time, with the blood of
patriots and tyrants. It is its natural manure.’
— Thomas Jefferson
Washington won this one. The protest was treated as an
insurrection, and put down brutally.
Calliope article.
Wikipedia
article.
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29 August 2008

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Mirrors
“Moment to moment, the mind, the conditioning, is building some image of
who it thinks it is. We think we’re the beautiful, pleasant states; we
don’t want to be depression, anger, agitation, grief, frustration. We’re
attached to one aspect as opposed to another and, therefore, fail to see
the process out of which it’s all coming.
“But it’s very difficult to see what’s real when we’re actively
filtering all the input, when there is ‘someone’ in there trying to be
something. The ‘I’ is reconstructed moment to moment out of our liking
and disliking of what is happening in the mind. This acquired judgment
of each thing which comes to mind picks and chooses among multiple
thoughts and images to construct its house, which is constantly
dissolving in the natural flow of mind. This ‘I’ is the facade chosen by
mind to represent it. When choosing who we wish we were, we cull from
the great mix an image here and there, and discredit the rest through
some rationalization. What we choose, or what is allowed to remain, we
call ‘I’— believing all the while that this ‘I’ is choosing rather than
what actually has been chosen. Thus the imaginary ‘I’ is continually
engaged in the compulsive activity of reforming itself. But this
separate ‘I’, this aspect of mind which chooses among its own images for
something to be, is just more mind, just another passing thought, a
bubble.”
Stephen Levine, from
A Gradual Awakening
my mind is
a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and
taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting and
chipping with sharp fatal tools
in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of
chrome and execute strides of cobalt
nevertheless i
feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am
becoming something a little different, in fact
myself
Hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet
bellowings
—
e. e. cummings
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30 August 2008

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Fast track to enlightenment
To anyone who imagines himself to be on a path of personal growth, a
broken heart must be regarded as the supreme spiritual teacher.
— Josh Mitteldorf
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31 August 2008

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