Reductionism (1&2)

[Lycidas at worldnet.att.net]

jporter wrote:
> 
> TF:
> 
>  >or maybe
> >Leibniz is correct and this is the best of all possible
> >worlds, but his reasoning, that God has made it so and could
> >not have done otherwise is flawed by the comprehensiveness
> >of Leibniz. Or perhaps it is the comprehensive Heraclitus
> >that has got it right, but men both before they have heard
> >it and when once they have heard it, prove uncomprehending.
> 
> I'm not a philosopher and trying to understand the works of philosophers
> from the popular cultural level that I inhabit can be less than pretty. It
> usually turns into a cultural reference game, wherein those things
> referenced are only dimly understood (by me!), if at all, but have achieved
> a kind of semiotic value in my mind, via one media channel or another, and
> very much in competition with a whole bunch of other signs. It becomes like
> seeking or worshipping the holy grid, or looking through a glass monod, or
> shooting marbles with Demian, etc., etc., a game, in other words.

Zen in the art of archery, I think that's it, Eugen
Herrigel--german philosopher who taught in japan betwixt the
wars. Pynchon's a lot of fun. If you are a philosopher you
may appreciate the glass monad, a physicists may appreciate
the relativity--I can't do the math and such, but that ABC
of Mr. Russell is good enough for me. Games we play. Work
and play, what is this difference? What has convinced a boy
that he is to put his play to some working purpose? A game. 


> 
> Perhaps the philosophers of today play parallel games with eachother on a
> higher cultural level, and look down on the likes of me, the way Theseus
> observed Bottom's production of- whatever Greek play he and his comrades
> attempted- in a Midsummer's Night's Dream. I can only hope that the foax at
> the top of the cultural pile are as wise and beneficent as Shakespeare's
> Theseus. I don't think so, however.

I simply laugh at my self, a Bottom eager to PLAY every part
and add another prologue to the play. Oh, there are many,
don't be so cynical. I could list a thousand, all of whom
would be quite embarrassed to think that they are on top of
anything in public, but all of whom have proven wise,
modest, and beneficent. 


> 
> And to make matters worse, there doesn't seem to be any gaurantee that
> death will necessarily put an end to this inequality. I mean, maybe there
> is only oblivion, but what if there is just another turf battle of a whole
> different magnitude? Oneupmanship. Currying for favor, etc., all of which
> we just don't recall secondary to the black waters of the Lethe? That might
> really suck- a prime example of Met Him psychosis.

I don't know, I've always hoped that my soul will find its
way to some gray stone on a green hill in county Clare. 


> 
> Back in this world, life goes on with only the faintest hint of "bestness"
> peeking in from the corners, but mostly keeping out of sight. Sometimes it
> just seems like another iteration of this morning's experience at the
> supermarket. The night crew worker, at the end of his shift filling in at
> the register, told me that when he finishes he's not going back to his
> apartment to bed and a fitfull daytime sleep, but to his second job:
> driving a Budweiser truck. He catches up on his sleep on the weekends, he
> told me. Why are you working two jobs, I asked. "I'm saving up to buy a
> house," he said.

Yes, now we are talking. Shit roles down hill every morning
after coffee or tea and money never does trickle so don't
look up, it ain't money or manna or rain, it's pee.
Hey, and why else did our heavenly father give Donkeys and
Elephants  wings  



> 
> On the radio driving back home I learned Alan Greenspan- right up there
> with Leibnitz- had raised interest rates again. Too many people working, it
> seems.
> 
> Where is Alan Ginzburg when we need him? (Didn't he write a supermarket
> poem that I should reference about here in this post? )

Yup, A- and Kurt V's A&P too.


> 
> Come on memory- step and fetch it.
> 
> jody


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