What Concerns Man?
An offering of 12 chapters that picked themselves as concern of man.
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Sustained by wonder of what is; the work whispers, sings and affirms… man is concerned by what he can relive in story.
What concerns you?
Music; among the other arts is hypnotic for multiple reasons.. One I practice is time travel. Spin a tune from years ago, and like a stage set, you stand with the light taken from everything but you. Carrying time within, you reflect light on to each prop one after another.
@ted_gordon@ucpress Just started reading this masterpiece, what a reflective journey it is. The tension that comes with creating, from mind to seeing/hearing it physically is all I’ve been grappling with. Enjoying the lessons on the technology, and its unintended effects. Thank you for the work.
Jokes are difficult because anything that can challenge reality qualifies. Take challenge as a ‘tug’ towards a particular image, with someone/something pointing. Difficulty in mapping reality; context really.. such that the person’s past you’re relying on matches or sees yours.
Ways of knowing should always lead to yourself. While language(what you speak everyday) can at times seem foreign; the mirror it holds, reflects nonetheless.
People say there’s no magic in books but the fact that you can string words together to create a series of visions in someone else’s brain is still our greatest achievement as a species.
I read my children fairy tales because reality will teach them soon enough that the dragon wins sometimes. that the prince does not come. that the bread crumbs get eaten by birds and you do not find your way home. i give them the lie first so they have something to grieve when the truth arrives. and also because the fairy tale is not fully a lie. it is the world as it should be and the memory of should be is the only weapon against what is. the child who never heard of kingdoms will not know to build one
Do you search for what you are told is there, or know is there?
The words don’t know themselves as you do, “I will rise”, while imagined holding hands as you have in prayer;
walk paces apart, lead by I.
Will rise flowers to bluebell in path
By seed sold as grape hyacinth.