There's nothing that I would call ordinary audition about this at all. It doesn't really.. It's a curious thing that will be very difficult to explain. Somebody asked me, "Was it as though your hand was moving?” No. I wrote perfectly voluntarily in response to...I call it a voice, but "a voice” has sounds...or sounds as though it has something to do with hearing. And I didn't hear anything. I think it's the sort of hearing that you can't really describe. It doesn't have anything to do with ears, or waves hitting a drum or anything on that order. I don't really know, I think maybe I'm using the wrong word when I say "hear.” I sort of recognized it, it was very rapid, I could even....if I didn't catch a phrase, I could sort of say, "Would you mind doing that again?”.
Helen SchucmanRelated topics
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Centuries ago, sailors on long voyages used to leave a pair of pigs on every deserted island. Or they'd leave a pair of goats. Either way, on any future visit, the island would be a source of meat. These islands, they were pristine. These were home to breeds of birds with no natural predators. Breeds of birds that lived nowhere else on earth. The plants there, without enemies they evolved without thorns or poisons. Without predators and enemies, these islands, they were paradise. The sailors, the next time they visited these islands, the only things still there would be herds of goats or pigs. .... Does this remind you of anything Maybe the ol' Adam and Eve story .... You ever wonder when God's coming back with a lot of barbecue sauce.
Chuck Palahniuk
we have heard as yet only the proceedings of the first day of Burr's trial, which from the favor of the Marshal and judge promises him all which can depend on them. A grand jury of two federalists, four (Tertium) Quids and ten republicans does not seem to be a fair representation of the state of Virginia. But all this will shew the original error of establishing a judiciary independant of the nation, and which, from the citadel of the law can turn it's guns on those they were meant to defend, and controul and fashion their proceedings to it's own will. I have always entertained a high opinion of the Marshal's integrity and political correctness. But, in a state where there are not more than eight Quids, how five of them should have been summoned on one jury is difficult to explain from accident.
Thomas Jefferson
For ourselves, who are ordinary men and women, let us return thanks to Nature for her bounty by using every one of the senses she has given us; vary our state as much as possible; turn now this side, now that, to the warmth, and relish to the full before the sun goes down the kisses of youth and the echoes of a beautiful voice singing Catullus. Every season is likeable, and wet days and fine, red wine and white, company and solitude. Even sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life, can be full of dreams; and the most common actions-a walk, a talk, solitude in one's own orchard-can be enhanced and lit up by the association of the mind. Beauty is everywhere, and beauty is only two finger's-breadth from goodness.
Virginia Woolf
In the discussion we had last year at Siegen, in this regard, emphasis was put on the sort of emptiness that has to be obtained from mind and body by a Japanese warrior-artist when doing calligraphy, by an actor when acting: the kind of suspension of ordinary intentions of mind associated with habitus, or arrangements of the body. It's at this cost, said Glenn and Andreas, ... that a brush encounters the "right” shapes, that a voice and a theatrical gesture are endowed with the "right” tone and look. The soliciting of emptiness, this evacuation-very much the opposite of overweening, selective identificatory activity-doesn't take place without some suffering. ... The body and mind have to be free of burdens for grace to touch us.
Jean-François Lyotard
I liked Charentz straight off, but more important than this was the feeling that I had that he was a truly great man. Human greatness is a rather difficult thing to account for, and more often than not one is mistaken in one's hunches about somebody one has met. Charentz seemed great to me, I think, because he was made of a mixture of proud virtues and amusing flaws. On the one hand, his independence of spirit was balanced by a humorous worldliness, his acute intelligence by a curiosity that frequently made him seem naive, his profoundly gentle manners by a kind of mocking mischievousness which might easily be mistaken for rudeness. But he was never rude, he was witty, and the purpose of his wit was to keep himself from the terrible condition of pomposity.
William Saroyan
