Prometheus 6

the upload/attachment/enclosure functionality appears to be AWOL..,

There's an attachment directly below the box with the trackback URL.

I think I need to rework the theme to make some stuff more prominent. Folks tend to miss the things below that box. 

login as a regular user and look at that again brah..,

Ooookay! Reminder to check permissions on new functionality BEFORE using it. 

Should be fixed.

I'd recommend a better mike or better positioning of the mike.

Has a nice man-on-the-street quality to it. You have a good broadcast
voice, too. As for the philosophy, do you call it 'Splattism'?

"We will not cease our exploring and at the end of our journey we will return to where we began and know the place for the first time."

T.S. Eliot

I'd recommend a better mike or better positioning of the mike.

Dude, I was walking down the street as I did that.

SPLAH! There it is! The most mellifluous voice in digital podcast. (:

Sounded very good coming through my deck's little speakers.

methinkst entrapment in verbal logic coupled with emotional desensitization are the real culprits, however. Unintelligent folk with good hearts don't long abide the thanaturgic okey dokey that has taken root among fin d'siecle Murkans...,

Very cool! The enclosure link appeared in the RSS feed correctly as well.

methinkst entrapment in verbal logic coupled with emotional desensitization are the real culprits, however.

You want to start some shit, right?  

Trapped in verbal
logic, yeah. We are People of the Book, People of the Word. I think
people have as much passion and pain as ever, though.

The enclosure link appeared in the RSS feed correctly as well.

I wish I could take credit for more than getting the permissions wrong.  

You want to start some shit, right?

Trapped in verbal logic, yeah. We are People of the Book, People of the Word. I think people have as much passion and pain as ever, though.

start shit!?!?

moi?

a young man (26 years old) took this theme up with me just the other day. his contention was that teen angst is equivalent to real emotional content. when I got done laughing at this young pup, I asked him to explain to me the purpose of laughter and to describe for me how it encompasses the full spectrum of possible emotional expression.

of course, given the advanced development of his own emotional self-consciousness, he was completely at a loss for words to articulate this common and ordinary aspect of his own conscious experience. frankly, he'd never even thought about it, at all.

you've got a decade or two of additional experience under your belt, far reaching inquisitiveness, and no lack of rhetorical skillz so I'm confident that you'll be at no loss for words here...., my troublemaking point here is that there has been an immense collective loss not only of competency in understanding routine aspects of human experience, this loss coincides with a diminised capacity to actually experience the fullness of these feelings.

do you believe that if it were otherwise, that the conservative inmates at the assylum [sic] of tortuous verbal logic could for even one moment tolerate the extraordinary inconsistencies between what they say and how they live? one more little aside, much closer to home, my daughter is now 11. she is constantly beset with angst that is entirely alien and unknown to my son who is 5. he is fully conscious of what people do, and can see directly through most of what people say. she is increasingly caught up in her head and has to be reminded to observe and place greater priority on what people do than on what they say.

“You know, I always have candy in my pocket and when I see a child, I give it some. With the child there is always someone, its father, its mother, or an aunt. Without fail they always say the same thing to the child: ‘What do you say?’ And little by little the child begins to say thank you automatically to everyone and no longer feels anything. This is not just idiotic, it is a crime!

“When a child wishes to say thank you, I understand him. I understand his language. And it’s this language I love. For no other reason than to hear it, for no other reason than to see this truthful impulse, I distribute five kilos of candy every day—for which I pay 410 francs the kilo.�

“Gurdjieff: Textes et témoignages inédits,� Question de, No. 50, second edition, enlarged, Paris, 1989, “Échanges, deuxième soirée,� p. 90.

And little by little the child begins to say thank you automatically to
everyone and no longer feels anything. This is not just idiotic, it is
a crime!

Thanks
for the quote, cnulan. I'm not quite ready to give up reflexive
civilization, but surely we need a way to be real also.  Sometimes
a smile and a look in the eye means far more than words. 

my troublemaking point here is that there has been an immense
collective loss not only of competency in understanding routine aspects
of human experience, this loss coincides with a diminised capacity to
actually experience the fullness of these feelings.

The problem of not paying attention.