"For the style of the poem and the poem itself to be one there must be a mating and a marriage, not an arid love song.
"Yes: but the gods--how they come into it and make it a delicious subject, as if we were here together wasting our time on something that appears to be whimsical but turns out to be essential. They give to the subject just that degree of effulgence and excess, no more, no less, that the subject requires. Our first proposition, that the style of a poem and the poem itself are one was a definition of perfection in poetry. In the presence of the gods, or of their images, we are in the presence of perfection in created beings. The gods are a definition of perfection in ideal creatures. These remarks expound the second proposition that the style of the gods and the gods themselves are one. The exhilaration of their existence, their freedom from fate, their access to station, their liberty to command fix them in an atmosphere which thrills us as we share it with them. But these are merely attributes. What matters is their manner, their style, which tells us at once that they are as we wished them to be, that they have fulfilled us, that they are us but purified, magnified, in an expansion. It is their style that makes them gods, not merely privileged beings. It is their style most of all that fulfills themselves. If they lost all their privileges, their freedom from fate, their liberty to command, and yet still retained their style, they would still be gods, however destitute. That alone would destroy them, which deprived them of their style. When the time came for them to go, it was a time when their aesthetic had become invalid in the presence not of a greater aesthetic of the same kind, but of a different aesthetic, of which from the point of view of greatness, the difference was that of an intenser humanity. The style of the gods is derived from men. The style of the gods is derived from the style of men."
--Wallace Stevens, "Two or Three Ideas"
"Jesus said to him [Thomas]: 'I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.'" -- John 14: 6 (NWT)
"Observe, O my son, the commandment of your father, and do not forsake the law of your mother. Tie them upon your heart constantly; bind them upon your throat. When you walk about, it will lead you; when you lie down, it will stand guard over you; and when you have waked up, it itself will make you its concern. For the commandment is a lamp, and a light the law is, and the reproofs of discipline are the way of life." -- Proverbs 6: 20-23 (NWT), emphasis added
The similarities between these passages are too great to ignore. This is particularly true when one considers that the Proverbs passage is one of six chapters whose theme is wisdom, which for most people is synonymous with truth.
"Happy is the man that has found wisdom, and the man that gets discernment, for having it as gain is better than having silver as gain and having it as produce than gold itself. . . . Its ways are ways of pleasantness, and all its roadways are peace. It is a tree of life to those taking hold of it, and those keeping fast hold of it are to be called happy."
--Proverbs 3: 13-14; 17-18
So, if this is happiness, but ignorance is bliss, then bliss cannot be true happiness. It is an orgy of happiness; it is false. Happiness is without glamour. It is a by-product. The goal is not to seek happiness (as is part of the American motto) but to seek wisdom (also known as shekinah).
I went to the doctor today becasue I have been having really bad chest pains (yes, I know that I am only 19 and I shouldn't be having them). Anywho, it turns out that I have arthritis in all of the cartilage in both of my chest cavities and they are really inflammed right now (yeah, it really does hurt!). Do you know of any remedies that I might be able to concauct to help with the pain? My doctor put me on Vioxx, but it doesn't seem to be helping. I am allergic to asprin and all asprin derivatives (i.e., anti-inflamatories). Any suggestions?
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Elysia is doing great. Thanx for all the help that was put out!
Elysia, my daughter, was in the hospital today. She got shocked pretty bad at work. Please send her all the healing energy you can. The EKG was normal, thank Goddess, but her potassium and other electrolytes in her body are severely depleted. She had to have two IV bags of fluids. The pupils of her eyes are severely constricted. The whites of her eyes are yellow. Her blood sugar was dangerously low. She wasn't too coherent on the phone when I talked to her. She checked out of the hospital AMA because her kids were in day care and she had no one to pick them up for her. I told her to check back into the hospital as soon as she got a babysitter, but she is as stubborn as I am, and never did go back in. She is at home now. I told her to put chamomile tea bags on her eyes and to drink Gatorade (she won't touch the pedialyte!). She was finally able to hold something on her stomach, so her blood sugar is somewhat stabilized now. I don't know what else to tell her. Any suggestions? Any Reiki healers out there that can send her some healing energy? I put a protective bubble around her and am sending her all the energy I can right now. I was ready to go to her, but she doesn't want me to come up tonight. I have to respect her judgement on this one. I don't want to add to her stress by trying to come up there when my car is running as badly as it is. At least I have insurance on it now, so I can get a visitor's pass to get on base if I need to. I will be keeping a close eye on the situation and can be there in 6 hours, if necessary. She is on Whidby Island. If she has to go back to the hospital, she will be going to the hospital on Whidby Naval Air Station. I will keep you posted.
Please help if you can.
The universe operates positively, in that reality would end, it doubles back on itself.
Because just as in science, it tests a negative hypothesis to prove a false statement (the null hypothesis).
Dreams are where the dead go. That's where their spirits congregate. And each of those dreams is a life reborn.
These are all alternate realities.
It's my hypothesis that each reality has an eventual if...then clause, that is, once a sought given is produced, the subprogram is ended. The reason reality persists is because ultimate reality is constantly testing itself in the null hypothesis.
This system works on a truth system.
Death is merely waking up, rotating into alternate realities, like rolling a cube.
And perhaps each cube is a Rubik's cube, with all the cubes in the cube rotating.
And nocturnal dreaming is resetting a person's entire tree of dreaming? Or life thread?
The universe is a brain and computes as a brain does. The brain has a mind.
So the question is, why does a brain have a mind? (And how?)
Energy is infinite, because the brain is always sustaining itself.
Water is the blood of the universe. Water recycles matter.
And a brain is always curious about whatever it is investigating. It'll investigate even unto death -- even to investigate death.
Each star is this renewal of the universe's investigation. Every black hole is a death resolving itself. Every nova is a birth, a genesis.
This is mirrored in the material world(?) as life and other matter.
Zero exists because there is no zero.
10:50 p.m. The human (or sentient race) collective unconscious and consciousness is the closest the universe has to a mind, and the mind is always a child's mind, ever expanding and growing, as the universe is expanding and growing.
I'm not asking for a spell or anything, I would just like someone to help in whatever way they see fit. Here is the situation:
My grandfather had a heart attack last Thursday. I was down in Salem lobbying and when I had called back to The Dalles to get my grandmother's phone number to tell her that I was in town, I found out about the heart attack.
I was quickly rushed to the hospital by my Aunt Dawn. I then proceeded to stay there for 3 days. While I was there my grandfather underwent open heart surgery and a what was supposed to be a triple bypass. The vein that runs down under and to the back of the heart was too small, and they couldn't get any blood to it.
My boss wanted my home so bad that she drove the 3 1/2 hours to come and get me and take me home. (Needless to say, I didn't want to leave).
Last night, my chest started hurting and I had no idea why.
I just found out this morning that last night my grandfather's lungs collapsed and he went into convoltions. (Could I have been feeling the pain?) The doctors didn't know if he was going to make it through the night. I find out later what happened.
Also, I have been having strange narcolepsy attacks. I have been getting about 8-10 hours of sleep each night, but then I will just fall asleep for no apparent reason and then jet awake some time later. I do this for 5-6 hours a day. Is this just stress?
What should I do?
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Sorry for the cross posting!