stuff just keeps happening
yesterday i woke late and had to run right out to the movie (Wall-E) and then we ate Mexican food and then we watched the fireworks and then we ate cheesecake factory for dessert... early night all in all...
i loved Wall-E... i'll have to see it again to decide if it was more fun than short circuit (the film i related to well and felt Wall-E would be kinda like and it kinda was, except it was much more for kids and animated) as it did not simply surpass short circuit, but it was still fun and i like the message...
Wall-E movie SPOILER warning in the next paragraph, cover your eyes if you don't want to know and cover your ears if you or someone is reading aloud :)
liking a message and actually letting a message influence me are two very different things, obviously, as i, for one, pretty much pigged out at the Mexican Restaurant after the show, further reinforcing, at least in my case, the film's suggestion that humans are becoming lazy fat bodies that will, in the future, require mechanical assistance to do everything and anything...
it was excellent food and the portions were huge and i got talked into an appetizer order of tacos that i thought the whole table was sharing but only one person took half of one... chomp chomp...
then there was sitting and waiting for fireworks and then sitting and watching fireworks and all in all a lazy hour or two after a big meal... the fireworks kind of sucks, one explosion at a time for ten or fifteen minutes, the economy track... the finally was ok, but being spoiled by Disney and Universal fireworks made the city's attempt to celebrate the 4th of july with a pyrotechnic show pretty lame...
still, the company was fun...
then some of us went to cheesecake factory after the fireworks and the godiva chocolate cheesecake just demanded ordering and jumped right off the plate and into my mouth before i could articulate any sense or reason... oh so yum, but once again the message of Wall-E was complete out of the conscious mind, nor was it mentioned even slightly in any way during any conversation throughout the day after leaving the theatre and switching to food consuming beings...
the irony, it seems, has become the primary subject of this entry...
i got home and almost went out to run, but started talking to Rasputin and slunk into the big green chair in from of the tv as he was watching something and i was absorbed into conversation and boob toobing... not walking upstairs into this vegetative space seems to be a key ingredient in getting back to running... must change my perspective on home from space that absorbs energy and sucks the body into lazy dormancy to space that vibrates and inspires activity...
one of these nights...
didn't i just ask what the fuck...?... well, here come the usual rationalizations and bullshit, as my dear friend z would say... mostly it's just irresponsible carefree being a kid stupidity, but it's still fun... which is probably why it continues so ridiculously, even as i do stay more active than most u.s.a people (regardless of body age)... still sucks to know better and indulge the hedonist sometimes...
but only sometimes :)
of course an active activity partner would influence the mood and perspective a lot, especially if she was a she who inspired more body hormones and a wake up call for imagination, not to mention libido, but none of those such external inspirations are available at the moment so i must simply make the change in perspective (and living space) myself... as i have been doing, what with softball at least twice a week for the past bunch of months and less home food indulgences (just water in the house and seldom eat here anymore, but trying to keep the portions small when i do) and maybe, just maybe, back to more frequent running...
but last night (or tonight over the next five hours or so, from the date stamp's perspective) i checked emails, sent out a bunch of email invites to two activities (movie tomorrow, which is actually tonight, but i'm gonna back date this entry to friday and backdate tonight's entry, which will likely be written after midnight, to today, just cuz i can and so on... and movie for monday... so far four or five people thanked me but had other plans or had already seen the film - 1. Hancock - and - 2. Mongol - we shall see if anyone response yes)...
then i did a few more computer things that slip my mind at the moment... i remember that i explored fantasy baseball a bit and nodded off before coming to scribble these thoughts about the day for you and posterity... so here i am scribbling today for yesterday cuz i woke up earlier than i expected cuz one of the people responding to the invite called and suggested a different film for tonight, 3. Ironman - but i alread agreed to go to see Hancock with others tonight so even though i still want to see Ironman cuz it was highly touted by folk around here, it will be Hancock tonight even if none of the people i invited come along...
the calendar remains a busy little bugger as i continue to toss caution and prudence to the wind and spend spend spend on social life while slipping in a moment of sleep whenever there's a moment that i am not doing something else or giving myself the writing time i so seem to demand no matter what is happening in life...
so what's new with you? :)
i loved Wall-E... i'll have to see it again to decide if it was more fun than short circuit (the film i related to well and felt Wall-E would be kinda like and it kinda was, except it was much more for kids and animated) as it did not simply surpass short circuit, but it was still fun and i like the message...
Wall-E movie SPOILER warning in the next paragraph, cover your eyes if you don't want to know and cover your ears if you or someone is reading aloud :)
liking a message and actually letting a message influence me are two very different things, obviously, as i, for one, pretty much pigged out at the Mexican Restaurant after the show, further reinforcing, at least in my case, the film's suggestion that humans are becoming lazy fat bodies that will, in the future, require mechanical assistance to do everything and anything...
it was excellent food and the portions were huge and i got talked into an appetizer order of tacos that i thought the whole table was sharing but only one person took half of one... chomp chomp...
then there was sitting and waiting for fireworks and then sitting and watching fireworks and all in all a lazy hour or two after a big meal... the fireworks kind of sucks, one explosion at a time for ten or fifteen minutes, the economy track... the finally was ok, but being spoiled by Disney and Universal fireworks made the city's attempt to celebrate the 4th of july with a pyrotechnic show pretty lame...
still, the company was fun...
then some of us went to cheesecake factory after the fireworks and the godiva chocolate cheesecake just demanded ordering and jumped right off the plate and into my mouth before i could articulate any sense or reason... oh so yum, but once again the message of Wall-E was complete out of the conscious mind, nor was it mentioned even slightly in any way during any conversation throughout the day after leaving the theatre and switching to food consuming beings...
the irony, it seems, has become the primary subject of this entry...
i got home and almost went out to run, but started talking to Rasputin and slunk into the big green chair in from of the tv as he was watching something and i was absorbed into conversation and boob toobing... not walking upstairs into this vegetative space seems to be a key ingredient in getting back to running... must change my perspective on home from space that absorbs energy and sucks the body into lazy dormancy to space that vibrates and inspires activity...
one of these nights...
didn't i just ask what the fuck...?... well, here come the usual rationalizations and bullshit, as my dear friend z would say... mostly it's just irresponsible carefree being a kid stupidity, but it's still fun... which is probably why it continues so ridiculously, even as i do stay more active than most u.s.a people (regardless of body age)... still sucks to know better and indulge the hedonist sometimes...
but only sometimes :)
of course an active activity partner would influence the mood and perspective a lot, especially if she was a she who inspired more body hormones and a wake up call for imagination, not to mention libido, but none of those such external inspirations are available at the moment so i must simply make the change in perspective (and living space) myself... as i have been doing, what with softball at least twice a week for the past bunch of months and less home food indulgences (just water in the house and seldom eat here anymore, but trying to keep the portions small when i do) and maybe, just maybe, back to more frequent running...
but last night (or tonight over the next five hours or so, from the date stamp's perspective) i checked emails, sent out a bunch of email invites to two activities (movie tomorrow, which is actually tonight, but i'm gonna back date this entry to friday and backdate tonight's entry, which will likely be written after midnight, to today, just cuz i can and so on... and movie for monday... so far four or five people thanked me but had other plans or had already seen the film - 1. Hancock - and - 2. Mongol - we shall see if anyone response yes)...
then i did a few more computer things that slip my mind at the moment... i remember that i explored fantasy baseball a bit and nodded off before coming to scribble these thoughts about the day for you and posterity... so here i am scribbling today for yesterday cuz i woke up earlier than i expected cuz one of the people responding to the invite called and suggested a different film for tonight, 3. Ironman - but i alread agreed to go to see Hancock with others tonight so even though i still want to see Ironman cuz it was highly touted by folk around here, it will be Hancock tonight even if none of the people i invited come along...
the calendar remains a busy little bugger as i continue to toss caution and prudence to the wind and spend spend spend on social life while slipping in a moment of sleep whenever there's a moment that i am not doing something else or giving myself the writing time i so seem to demand no matter what is happening in life...
so what's new with you? :)
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posted by candoor at 11:59 PM
4 Comments:
kung fu panda puts wallE to shame.
I went to see one movie cuz I haven't been to the movies in over a year or something like that and thought that didn't somehow seem right to be THAT out of touch, so I ended up being shocked beyond comprehension that it cost $11.50 to see a movie!!!???? When did that happen?
So anyway, after I closed my mouth from the shock, I ended up seeing WallE because it started at 8:15 and Kung Fu Panda didn't start until 10:00, and since it was 7:30 and I didn't feel like waiting all that time for 10:00 to roll around, I went ahead and saw WallE. Afterward my first thought was, "it was cute".
Is that it?
Yeah, I guess so.
Yup, good message about fat and lazy human beings and ecology and neglect and all that stuff, and sure it sort of had a cute little love thing going on there too, and was definitely entertaining, and I even got to feel old and decrepit (yet included) when I saw the Rubick's cube, but in the end I thought it was really cute. Which isn't bad. Really cute goes a long way toward entertainment after all.
I guess I'll wait for KFP to go to video, or to the $1.75 theater, whichever comes first.
Oh, and it was Pinkberry frozen yogurt for me. I was very virtuous as I walked right past the Cheesecake Factory with my frozen yogurt in hand. Of course, while Friday was full of virtue, Saturday, on the other hand, was not.
So anyway, hugs, more hugs, and still, yes, more hugs.
:)
onward with the quest to open both your eye:z
if to praise or to blame is evidently an example of failure to understand, is their extension, 'loving and hating' any less idiotic?
envy, hatred and malice, greed, anger and violence are just names we give to symptoms, as a result of analytical thought.
each one has its counterpart; part and counterpart always constitute one whole.
in psychology they are termed positive and negative feeling, in ethics good and evil.
all are just names. all are just concepts. none exists in reality.
we can experience positivity rather than negativity and vice versa, according to circumstances (ie, misery loves company, etc), but since they are one and the same notion, the difference lies only in the manner of interpretation.
peeps who've never heard of metaphysics are apt to tell you that love and hate are the same thing and can be transmuted. the fact has become apparent without knowledge of the principle (which is energetic in nature, no different than ice goes to water goes to vapor goes back to water).
but they want the one only, the one (love) without, or rather than, the other and they do not see the absurdity of that: one part of a pair of opposites cannot exist without the other, nor one element of complementaries, for each only exists, even apparently, in function of the other.
the transmutation of hate into love affects nothing, for both are on the same plane. hate merely becomes selfish possessive love, accompanied by jealousy and fear of loss of possession.
if they are seen as one, if their identity is comprehended, they cease automatically to be interpreted as either - they re-become what they really are. since we must give everything a name in order that it may appear to exist, let us call it:
pure feeling.
but pure feeling has its quota of names also, it is karuna and caritas - detached, impersonal, unpossessive love, which looks like compassion, benevolence, kindness, all of which are [dualistic] notions resulting from an intellectual analysis of positive feeling, none of which is, none of which exists, for they are names for concepts.
yes, karuna-caritas is a concept also and part of a duality. its counterpart is prajna, usually translated as transcendental wisdom, though 'pure understanding' or just 'insight' may be more helpful.
but if we can see those two as one, if we can unite part and counterpart so that we recognise and know what that is -> we have transcended duality.
since the dawn of history well-intentioned people have devised systems whose aim was to save the world by means of love. less ambitious people have never tired of seeking personal salvation by the same means.
but how could anything be achieved by love?
do not love and hate constitute one whole? can they be separated? it would be like walking upstairs with one foot remaining on the ground. the same kindly optimists advise their fellows to conquer hate by love. but can treble conquer bass? you can thump one set of keys harder, that is all.
love and hate cannot be experienced simultaneously, any more than any thoughts or emotions: how can two independent perceptions be transcended?
if we regard them one after the other, realizing they are one, we can see that they cancel one another and so cease to appear to exist as either the one or the other.
what is left is NEITHER, but just affectivity, pure affectivity, the essence of both.
love and hate are powerless, except in imagination since they are works of imagination. pure affectivity is unlimited in power, since it is the atmosphere of reality itself.
that is what they mean who seek to save the world or themselves by means of love, but never could they do it by what they know as love, alone, which is as powerless as any dream-gesture.
they may cite great teachers, but such teachers surely knew the truth and, alas, their words have passed through many mouths and have been deformed by many hands, disciples who only partially understood.
pure affectivity, however, is not reality in itself, but only one element of a dual aspect thereof. the complementary element is pure cognition.
knowledge and ignorance represent a duality that cancels out like love and hate, leaving an essence that may be called 'pure cognition' which is as powerful as 'pure affectivity' being also an aspect of reality.
but, like that, it is not reality in itself, but one element of a dual aspect thereof.
just as reality cannot be experienced by the emotion of love, renamed for the occasion devotion, which is the flaw in all dualistic religions, so reality cannot be experienced by intellectual means, called knowledge in this context.
this is, no doubt, the explanation of so many failures on the part of the only saintly and the only wise.
'pure affectivity' AND 'pure cognition' (karuna and prajna) must also be 'transcended' in order to integrate reality.
but even so two independent percepts cannot be experienced simultaneously and so cannot in effect be 'transcended,' not even by the concepts that we are!
they must be seen as complementaries and they too must be seen as one whole.
discouraging?
whyever?
dispose of the twin notions love-and-hate, knowledge-and-ignorance, in that twinkling of the mind which is called intuition.
then lay ourselves open to that awareness which ignores thought, for the final comprehension is not a concept but just the essence of consciousness.
still cannot seize it?
of course not, because we are it.
courtesy of wei wu wei & why lazarus laughed?
holy commentary, this body so needs sleep and yet i find all these words and now i am torn...
so many reasons why sleep is essential, i must do ten days work in three days this week, which means long hours starting early in the morning and awake alert focus...
and yet, all these words :)
being is being :)
words are words.
maybe the twain(s) shall meet someday... in words and being, but what word will be used to describe that? :)
being together, perhaps.
nite nite :)
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