Time is all that "have" as described by these words.
You are nothing more than a balloon caught between and indefinable, real, bright-lighted lady (Kali) at one end of the room and a fathomless, cold, dark, something at the other end. A tenuous balance - and no way to survive anyway. You only have that instant between the two parameters to get it. Until the balloon pops, you have just that much opportunity to understanding your condition. So that means that life is a very serious matter in which your self-consoling religious beliefs are essentially bullshit.
Death or Mother Kali controls and owns your life.
For you in your dreadful sanity the death of bodies is a philosophical matter that causes untrust, distrust, and hell-deep fear, a matter that fills you with your philosophical and religious propositions that are Godless, Ecstasyless, Blissless.
As a matter of fact, the cosmic domain is just like Mother Kali. Exactly so. It is full of death, full of proces, full of moment-to-moment changes.
Ecstasy requires trust and the utter acceptance of death!
WSB: Political conflicts are merely surface manifestations. If conflicts arise you may be sure that certain powers intend to keep this conflict under operation since they hope to profit from the situation. To concern yourself with surface political conflicts is to make the mistake of the bull in the ring, you are charging the cloth. That is what politics is for, to teach you the cloth. Just as the bullfighter teaches the bull, teaches him to follow, obey the cloth.
Get your point. Articulated well. Your take is yours. However Everyone is talking AT me, not TO. Different nuance. Was that deliberate? Sleeping now for a couple of hours.
Yes. Then and now. My bad. Hit me today hard to have a less personal emotional response to classic film from this time spot. I was 13 in 1970. In point of fact a drop in the ocean then.
And in point of WEF fact, one today. As you can imagine to view back from 2023 to this cinema and feel the truth of the story and flash to right now is trippy.
I was thinking about that and thought back my Midnight Cowboy movie sitting in the chair as a youngin' watching. Mom or Dad would pick me up. Deeply interesting.
“ There is no absolute becoming from a cosmic Now, but rather becoming from the perspective of individual actualities, the actual occasions. There is no absolute past nor an absolute future, but rather past and future relative to each occasion’s present becoming.
Whitehead uses the term ‘event’ in Process and Reality to denote ‘a nexus of actual occasions, inter-related in some determinate fashion in one extensive quantum’ (ibid.: 73) but he makes it clear that an actual occasion is an event of only one member. Everything else – physical objects, space and time – is built up by abstraction from the concrete basis provided by the actual occasions.
Whitehead was well aware that any theory that describes the universe as a process of becoming must address Zeno’s paradoxes, specifically the ‘Arrow in its flight’ and the ‘Achilles and the tortoise’ paradoxes. If the paradoxes are modified for time and becoming instead of motion as originally conceived, the argument states that any act of becoming can be infinitely divided and thereby results in the conclusion that nothing becomes, that is, time is unreal. Whitehead’s ‘epochal theory of time’ is his rebuttal of Zeno. The temporal quanta must come as wholes – as epochs[…]”
Excerpt From
The Event Universe: The Revisionary Metaphysics of Alfred North Whitehead
at me...it's everybodys talkin AT me....
Yes.
thanks Stegiel....who would have thought that 60 years after the song was popular we would be talkin AT it here and now? Life is funny...
Time is all that "have" as described by these words.
You are nothing more than a balloon caught between and indefinable, real, bright-lighted lady (Kali) at one end of the room and a fathomless, cold, dark, something at the other end. A tenuous balance - and no way to survive anyway. You only have that instant between the two parameters to get it. Until the balloon pops, you have just that much opportunity to understanding your condition. So that means that life is a very serious matter in which your self-consoling religious beliefs are essentially bullshit.
Death or Mother Kali controls and owns your life.
For you in your dreadful sanity the death of bodies is a philosophical matter that causes untrust, distrust, and hell-deep fear, a matter that fills you with your philosophical and religious propositions that are Godless, Ecstasyless, Blissless.
As a matter of fact, the cosmic domain is just like Mother Kali. Exactly so. It is full of death, full of proces, full of moment-to-moment changes.
Ecstasy requires trust and the utter acceptance of death!
Gregory Corso:What is your department?
William S Burroughs: Kunst und Wissenschaft.
GC: What say you about political conflicts?
WSB: Political conflicts are merely surface manifestations. If conflicts arise you may be sure that certain powers intend to keep this conflict under operation since they hope to profit from the situation. To concern yourself with surface political conflicts is to make the mistake of the bull in the ring, you are charging the cloth. That is what politics is for, to teach you the cloth. Just as the bullfighter teaches the bull, teaches him to follow, obey the cloth.
GC: Who manipulates the cloth?
WSB: Death
Get your point. Articulated well. Your take is yours. However Everyone is talking AT me, not TO. Different nuance. Was that deliberate? Sleeping now for a couple of hours.
Yes. Then and now. My bad. Hit me today hard to have a less personal emotional response to classic film from this time spot. I was 13 in 1970. In point of fact a drop in the ocean then.
And in point of WEF fact, one today. As you can imagine to view back from 2023 to this cinema and feel the truth of the story and flash to right now is trippy.
I love Midnight Cowboy. Bleak but affirming in some ways
Cinema was superior. Movies get away with being crap now.
I was thinking about that and thought back my Midnight Cowboy movie sitting in the chair as a youngin' watching. Mom or Dad would pick me up. Deeply interesting.
“ There is no absolute becoming from a cosmic Now, but rather becoming from the perspective of individual actualities, the actual occasions. There is no absolute past nor an absolute future, but rather past and future relative to each occasion’s present becoming.
Whitehead uses the term ‘event’ in Process and Reality to denote ‘a nexus of actual occasions, inter-related in some determinate fashion in one extensive quantum’ (ibid.: 73) but he makes it clear that an actual occasion is an event of only one member. Everything else – physical objects, space and time – is built up by abstraction from the concrete basis provided by the actual occasions.
Whitehead was well aware that any theory that describes the universe as a process of becoming must address Zeno’s paradoxes, specifically the ‘Arrow in its flight’ and the ‘Achilles and the tortoise’ paradoxes. If the paradoxes are modified for time and becoming instead of motion as originally conceived, the argument states that any act of becoming can be infinitely divided and thereby results in the conclusion that nothing becomes, that is, time is unreal. Whitehead’s ‘epochal theory of time’ is his rebuttal of Zeno. The temporal quanta must come as wholes – as epochs[…]”
Excerpt From
The Event Universe: The Revisionary Metaphysics of Alfred North Whitehead
Leemon B. McHenry