RACON

RACON 180901 2000 I find myself.

071001 0253 I have relationships with primarily my dear friend, and my daughter, and my grand-daughter, and my daughter´s husband (who is the father of my grand-daughter). When I am with each separately i wish to emphasize each separate relationship focused. This takes mental organization; I remember the eminent fotographer of nudes in the 1950´s, Peter something begining with W, who said when he is with one model all others are out of his head. So to speak. But paradox is life itself, so we have various parts of our brains, like toes and fingers. But also my relationships are changing, separately and together. I am with people of quality, who live like this. I must maintain balance while moving from light-house to light-house. It would be too bad to fail to respond to the changes, including with my grand-daughter (age nine months).

onsdag 14. november 2001 04:18 Illusion allows me to keep my bearings. We need a dictionary of typographical errors to tell us what they likely mean. (consider the adjzcenxies of letters on various keyboards.) And when an early childhood person says he saw a bear in his bedroom, how does that differ from really seeing a bear? --- when we relly see a bear, are we imagining it? And how about absence v v presence of loved ones? Do we imagine them even when they are right in front of us+

søndag 18. november 2001 00:34 I bot book a few days ago and now look in it : “To superimpose an imaginary reality upon actual reality is a tendency shared by all living beings --- whether men or animals”. (all?) anyway: book: by J-L B: “The Theatre of Jean -Louis Barrault” (London; Barrie & Rockliff 1961)(Flammarion, Paris, 1959 “Nouvelles Reflexions sur le Theatre”). 00:45 When you want to meditate, and you´re meditating, and you´re afraid that someone´s going to tell you that you´re not doing something productive, or you´re just sitting there --- do something productive or else be paranoid, but you meditate, think of all the times when you were supposed to do something, like work, and you can hardly wait until it´s five o´clock and you can go home, now I´m just sitting, listening to the rain drizzle down, having peanut butter on bread...

racon søndag 13. januar 2002 19:08 Consider so many grown people are now due to computers having to model their brains with new patterns. I am amazed to find in my head new layers like in geology of conceptualskills. This stuff can have immense evolutionary implications.