"In this way, language as the power of universals is given to us in order that we must transcend our environment, in order that we may have a world."
"Language thus becomes indispensable not only for the construction of the world of thought but also for the construction of the world of perception, both of which constitute the ultimate nexus of an intelligible communion, spiritual and moral, between all of us."
Frege's basic assumption: "mankind possesses a common treasure of thoughts which is transmitted from generation to generation"
People think, they do not have thoughts. "John has a thought" vs. "John has a diamond" vs. "John thinks"
"The point is that both "constitution" and "memory" are constructs -- culturally determined ways of looking at human beings, rather than scientifically determined ways of cutting nature at its joints. "Memory", which is our primary concern here, is not something that objectively exists -- a "thing", or a distinct and clearly determined aspect of human nature."
"We are going to determine that while we are still at the aphelion of our matter, for, when we arrive at the perihelion, the heat will be capable of making us forget it."
"Flesh composed of suns. How can such be? exclaim the simple ones."
Actual Memory vs. Imagined Memory:
What do you remember about your first ice-cream cone?
If you were your Mother or Father, watching you eat your first ice-cream cone, what would you remember?
Friday, February 4, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
A Rectangular View of History
I first wanted to use the word "square" to define this way of perceiving time and history. Then the thesaurus told me that "square" can also mean honest, or genuine. I think rectangular is a more accurate word as well.
One vertical side of history as a rectangle represents the Past. The other vertical side of the rectangle represents the Future. One horizontal side of the rectangle will represent Present A. The other horizontal side represents Present I.
The 'A' stands for actual, and the 'I' stands for imaginary.
My initial musings have me labeling the height of the vertical sides as "circumstance", and the length of the horizontal sides as "space / situation". I am thinking about this 3 dimensionally, but maybe this "view" should have more dimensions. Although thoughts, feelings, and emotions manifest themselves physically, I wouldn't minimize them to be strictly physical things. Each of those three things are a universe unto themselves, and deserve their own dimension in a rectangular view of history. Corporal situation is also its own dimension. So we are up to four.
Present A is determined by things uncontrollable, such as who one's parents are (and all that goes along with that: earthly situation, the exposure to ideas, etc.), and the state of the societies and cultures one is born into. The location of Present A is equally affected by the circumstances of the future. While the future is more malleable in form, the past's form is not entirely unyielding. This is so because our memory frames the past. The exploration of the past through memory allows our present "self" to genuinely react once again to static events.
This may be a flaw in my considerations however. Just as I am trying to squirm out of the grasps of a linear view of history, it is possible that an essential or elemental view of time itself is limited. If the exploration of the past allows us to reshape it, does it also allow us to choose it?
I mean this:
We have the past. The past is an ice cube, formed by the ice-cube tray we bought at target. When the past is re-entered, or explored, we can go back to the moment when the stage of ice was still water. Our memory is the ice-cube tray. A new reaction to a past memory gives us the opportunity to choose the form in which the water will freeze. I choose a star. But can we go even further back, to when water was hydrogen and oxygen? Or to when those elements were not elements at all? When they were unformed, part of something different? I don't know!
Anyways, Present I, being the imagined present, is represented by another point on the internal graph of history as a rectangle. I think that through behavior-awareness, pro-activity, and change, we can separate our "selves" from Present A, and approach Present I. The shortest distance between two points is a line, but that is not the only direction one can head in. The more aware one is of their actions, the more direct the path to Present I will be. There is also the chance that one dies en route. That doesn't matter so much though. I think that the reality of this perception of history is evident in proverbial advice such as "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll end up among the stars." I am pretty sure that is how that goes.
Anyways, someone said something along those lines at some point in time.
One vertical side of history as a rectangle represents the Past. The other vertical side of the rectangle represents the Future. One horizontal side of the rectangle will represent Present A. The other horizontal side represents Present I.
The 'A' stands for actual, and the 'I' stands for imaginary.
My initial musings have me labeling the height of the vertical sides as "circumstance", and the length of the horizontal sides as "space / situation". I am thinking about this 3 dimensionally, but maybe this "view" should have more dimensions. Although thoughts, feelings, and emotions manifest themselves physically, I wouldn't minimize them to be strictly physical things. Each of those three things are a universe unto themselves, and deserve their own dimension in a rectangular view of history. Corporal situation is also its own dimension. So we are up to four.
Present A is determined by things uncontrollable, such as who one's parents are (and all that goes along with that: earthly situation, the exposure to ideas, etc.), and the state of the societies and cultures one is born into. The location of Present A is equally affected by the circumstances of the future. While the future is more malleable in form, the past's form is not entirely unyielding. This is so because our memory frames the past. The exploration of the past through memory allows our present "self" to genuinely react once again to static events.
This may be a flaw in my considerations however. Just as I am trying to squirm out of the grasps of a linear view of history, it is possible that an essential or elemental view of time itself is limited. If the exploration of the past allows us to reshape it, does it also allow us to choose it?
I mean this:
We have the past. The past is an ice cube, formed by the ice-cube tray we bought at target. When the past is re-entered, or explored, we can go back to the moment when the stage of ice was still water. Our memory is the ice-cube tray. A new reaction to a past memory gives us the opportunity to choose the form in which the water will freeze. I choose a star. But can we go even further back, to when water was hydrogen and oxygen? Or to when those elements were not elements at all? When they were unformed, part of something different? I don't know!
Anyways, Present I, being the imagined present, is represented by another point on the internal graph of history as a rectangle. I think that through behavior-awareness, pro-activity, and change, we can separate our "selves" from Present A, and approach Present I. The shortest distance between two points is a line, but that is not the only direction one can head in. The more aware one is of their actions, the more direct the path to Present I will be. There is also the chance that one dies en route. That doesn't matter so much though. I think that the reality of this perception of history is evident in proverbial advice such as "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll end up among the stars." I am pretty sure that is how that goes.
Anyways, someone said something along those lines at some point in time.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
SmartNourish™ 2ND FOODS® Purees – Spring Garden Vegetables with Brown Rice
You notice
Two filled mittens have hung since birth. One grasps a bib, outlined in blue.
And half of a black-walnut shell adheres to the other's peripheral fuzz.
Do you believe in unseen hands? Or choices at all?
A voice enters at two octaves:
"You'll only wear one!"
"But I don't know which one!"
"You're too old now, not to understand. Neither can be seen abstractly!"
"So I've got to decide?"
"Uh-Huh!"
"Nuh-Uh!"
Double the half, and make a closed whole, or dribble pureed green mush down your chin.
Two filled mittens have hung since birth. One grasps a bib, outlined in blue.
And half of a black-walnut shell adheres to the other's peripheral fuzz.
Do you believe in unseen hands? Or choices at all?
A voice enters at two octaves:
"You'll only wear one!"
"But I don't know which one!"
"You're too old now, not to understand. Neither can be seen abstractly!"
"So I've got to decide?"
"Uh-Huh!"
"Nuh-Uh!"
Double the half, and make a closed whole, or dribble pureed green mush down your chin.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Hula Hoops (Rough Draft) for Beka
Below are two tracks from this rough draft of a compilation CD I made for my friend Beka. She is far away for now. I hope she is enjoying summer in the winter, and daytime napping.
fa Perca:
fa Perca by Murdhee
Entretenimiento Aural / Shew Veeha:
Entretenimiento Aural / Shew Veeha by Murdhee
If you like these songs, you can download the whole CD following the link below.
Hula Hoops (Rough Draft) for Beka:
- Quick
- belly
- Sunny Mitsubishi
- Good Morning Emily in the Ocean
- And Eye Nose
- Cruhideak Orchestra
- Ghost Wobble
- Nuh-Uh / Yuh-Huh
- Noic Omocol
- Tubajo fa Lubina
- fa Perca
- House Clubbe
- Entretenimiento Aural then Shew Veeha
- Spangled
- Exbard Parade March
Friday, December 10, 2010
On the Phone
"So I've been trying to bust into the calendar business for over fifteen years now . . . I know! That's what I said . . . I know! You gotta be kiddin' me! So anyways, I'd been thinkin' to myself, 'who are the major players in this game?'. . . Good question, right? So 'den I took a look over to my fridge and saw it, I had an epiphany. . . a revelation! I says to myself, 'You are such a fuckin' idiot!'. . . I see 'der, right smack dab on the freezah' door that fuckin' picture, you knows da one . . . Da one. . . with da old folks on it. . . you know . . . Whater' 'der names . . . Oh yeah, Fred and Wilma Hobel. 'Sumptin like dat.
Fred and Lois Hoebel
Anyways, 'dey got dat magnet they mail out to the whole fuckin' county with their dumbass pictures on it, just so that people will wanna call 'em and get 'em to sell 'der house. I noticed to myself 'dat on the current years magnet, 'der was a little calendar hanging from it. I know right! Brilliant fuckin' idea! So anyways, I'm just standin' 'der, starin' at 'dis thing, thinkin' to myself, 'Tony, you're such a fuckin' idiot, why didn't you tink-a-dis before! Magnet Calenders!' I know right? That's what I says! It's fuckin' two-tousand-an-ate! So anyways, like I said, I'm just standin' 'der, staring at these two old farts' ugly mugs. 'Den it came to me. Oh! Did iiittt come to me! I'm standin' 'der, and I say to myself, "What the fuck are 'dese two geriatrics' faces doin' up on my fridge?" You know me, I don't like 'dat sort-a-tang. So I says to myself, "Tony, what do you wanna see stickin' like a magnet up on your fridge?" What do you tink I wanna see!? Twenny-Four pairs-a-tits hanging out of neon colored bikinis. One pair for every month! Do you or don't you get where I'm goin' wit dis? No! Not twenny-four pairs of tits on every page, on pair of tits for every month. I swear to God, sometimes I think I outta . . . So anyways, you see where I'm goin' with dis, right? 'Dats right! I reached down into 'da fridge and pulled out a bucket-a-Heineken I had been coolin' off for a while. 'Chu know, to get my day started! And oh my God, I swear to God I must be some sort a genius. The cherry on top of this whhooolllleeee tit-calender ice-cream sundae jumped right down outta 'da lips of 'da virgin Mary, God bless-ah, and into my ears. You know what I thought to myself? This is what I thought. Sure, people like tits, and bikinis, and beaches, yadda yadda yadda. But in 'dis day-in-age, one thing ain't enough for most folks. Hell, even Freddy and Wilma Bobel over 'der got two things going on. What things? Come on, are you even listening to me? Keeping track of 'da days-a-da-week, and sellin' your house! Well, since 'dey already beat me to the keeping track of 'da days-a-da-week, I had to throw in something extra, sumptin' special. And lemme tell ya Cha, it came to me, oh did it come to me. So I'm reaching for my Heineken, and outta the mouf of the blessed virgin Mary I heard my solution. Beer . . . Vino . . . Alchy-hol . . . Da good stuff! People, myself included, love dis' stuff! What goes perfect with Vino? Tits! What goes perfect with tits? Bikinis. What do Bikinis and Vino have in common? 'Dey bof start with da letter "B". I know right? I'm a fuckin' prodigy! So anyways, just 'den, I gave a call to my buddy, you know him, right? Danny Pelegrino. No, dats not his real name, who do you think I am? I calls him 'dat because-a-da-way his always spittin', spittin' up foamy bubbly spit, just like that river or whatever in Italy 'dat they put in all 'da fancy green bottles 'dat 'dey outta be puttin' vino in. Anyways, he's got some sort of "Computer Printer" and loves tits almost as much as I do. So I figured we could print out a coupla-million of 'deese things and pass 'em around all 'da liquah shops in town. I know! I'm gunna be fuckin' loaded 'dis time next week.
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