Man, the glory, jest and riddle of the world.
Alexander Pope
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Hello Beth
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When is a monarch not a king?
Are you glorious? Of course you are, once you start reaching up to your potential and beyond it with outstretched hope and confidence, when you are standing on some pinnacle of life you never knew you could.
How many actors does it take to change a light bulb?
Are you a jest or a jester? One day you're one, the next day your the other. The greatness of man is the gift of a sense of humor, including the ability to laugh at himself. Humor turns on the lights in the dark places of life.
12 pear were hanging high.
12 men came walking by.
Each took a pear
and left 11 hanging there.
Are you a riddle? You are, to yourself and to the world. If we did not puzzle over ourselves every day, in one way or another, what would be the point of living. "Know thyself" the ancient wise man said. We can reach for the stars, solve problems and laugh, but understanding ourselves is probably the hardest task we poor, tardy, foolish and stubborn humans have to face. "Life's perhaps the only riddle that we shrink from giving up" wrote William Gilbert. Why? Because to give up is to lose, to quit the field before the game is over, to sacrifice our glory, to settle for less than we are.
Never give up.
DB - The Vagabond
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AUTUMN QUESTION
What event over the past year changed your life, a lot or a little?
Only 4 answers so far.
dbdacoba@aol.com
I await your answers.
DB
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Showing posts with label Alexander Pope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alexander Pope. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Stuck
Man, you are such a difficult problem to yourself.
Alexander Pope
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One day I saw a clown perform a funny act. He had his finger stuck in a bottle. He tugged, he pulled, he twisted, he shook, he held the bottle between his legs and tried to pry his finger out with the other hand, he even tried swinging the bottle back and forth trying to dislodge his finger. Finally, exhausted, he removed his hand from the bottle, reached into his back pocket, took out his handkerchief to mop his brow, put the handkerchief back in his pocket and then stuck his finger back in the bottle and started tugging again. It was very funny, but it was telling us a serious story. How many problems do we create for ourselves that we could have avoided or solved if we only applied some reason, and aforethought?
On a more serious note, one night I was driving back to New York City from New England. I had heard on the news that there was a major protest by the gas stations in New York State against the oil companies I think, and that all the gas stations in the state had closed. So I stopped in Connecticut and filled up the tank. After I crossed the state line into Westchester County on the highway I saw that, indeed the gas stations were closed and dark. After several miles I saw a guy at a gas station desperately trying to open a closed and locked gas pump. It was a futile effort. He didn't have enough gas to get where he was going and he knew it. If he didn't get some he would probably be stranded on the highway. He wasn't going to get any out of that pump. It was too late on a 65 mile an hour highway to turn back and give him some of mine, so I just kept going.
I don't know what happened to that poor fellow. Maybe he had enough to take the next exit and turn around back to Connecticut. That would have gotten his finger out of the bottle.
New York City has several daily newspapers. I would sometimes see someone walking down the street with all of them tucked under his arm.
Evidently he was concerned about being out of touch with the world's events, so he hoarded newspapers. I wonder how much of them he read or if it was just the security of knowing that he had the news with him. I wonder what his apartment looked like.
I knew a man who hoarded the Sunday New York Times. He had stacks of them in his apartment, unread. Some people hoard food because they fear not having enough to eat. Very rich people hoard money because they can. Those who have more than they need fear not having enough so they stash it away where it's safe. In a bottle.
I hoard books. I fear ignorance, inanity and stupidity. It's a form of my germane claustrophobia. So I hoard books. I always have a book in my pocket or my back pack just so that no matter where I am I will have something interesting to read, a catalogue of ideas and creative expressions. I don't know how many books I have but they control my apartment. They let me live here. Do I have my finger stuck in a bottle?
We can all be free of the traps we set for ourselves, just as the clown showed us, if we can admit two things. One, there are habits and behaviors that do us no good, muddle up our lives and tie us down. And two, there are difficulties we have made for ourselves, we invented them, gave them justification and now they control us.
Moral: Take you finger out of the bottle and get on with life.
DB - The Vagabond
Never give up.
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SUMMER QUESTION
Summer is moving along, people.
It's a long, hot, sticky summer, so here's a hot, sticky question for you.
Same sex marriage. Should it be legal or not? If so, why? If not, why not?
dbdacoba@aol.com
16 answers so far.
You have until the last day of summer, but don't dally.
I eagerly await your answer.
DB
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Alexander Pope
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One day I saw a clown perform a funny act. He had his finger stuck in a bottle. He tugged, he pulled, he twisted, he shook, he held the bottle between his legs and tried to pry his finger out with the other hand, he even tried swinging the bottle back and forth trying to dislodge his finger. Finally, exhausted, he removed his hand from the bottle, reached into his back pocket, took out his handkerchief to mop his brow, put the handkerchief back in his pocket and then stuck his finger back in the bottle and started tugging again. It was very funny, but it was telling us a serious story. How many problems do we create for ourselves that we could have avoided or solved if we only applied some reason, and aforethought?
On a more serious note, one night I was driving back to New York City from New England. I had heard on the news that there was a major protest by the gas stations in New York State against the oil companies I think, and that all the gas stations in the state had closed. So I stopped in Connecticut and filled up the tank. After I crossed the state line into Westchester County on the highway I saw that, indeed the gas stations were closed and dark. After several miles I saw a guy at a gas station desperately trying to open a closed and locked gas pump. It was a futile effort. He didn't have enough gas to get where he was going and he knew it. If he didn't get some he would probably be stranded on the highway. He wasn't going to get any out of that pump. It was too late on a 65 mile an hour highway to turn back and give him some of mine, so I just kept going.
I don't know what happened to that poor fellow. Maybe he had enough to take the next exit and turn around back to Connecticut. That would have gotten his finger out of the bottle.
New York City has several daily newspapers. I would sometimes see someone walking down the street with all of them tucked under his arm.
Evidently he was concerned about being out of touch with the world's events, so he hoarded newspapers. I wonder how much of them he read or if it was just the security of knowing that he had the news with him. I wonder what his apartment looked like.
I knew a man who hoarded the Sunday New York Times. He had stacks of them in his apartment, unread. Some people hoard food because they fear not having enough to eat. Very rich people hoard money because they can. Those who have more than they need fear not having enough so they stash it away where it's safe. In a bottle.
I hoard books. I fear ignorance, inanity and stupidity. It's a form of my germane claustrophobia. So I hoard books. I always have a book in my pocket or my back pack just so that no matter where I am I will have something interesting to read, a catalogue of ideas and creative expressions. I don't know how many books I have but they control my apartment. They let me live here. Do I have my finger stuck in a bottle?
We can all be free of the traps we set for ourselves, just as the clown showed us, if we can admit two things. One, there are habits and behaviors that do us no good, muddle up our lives and tie us down. And two, there are difficulties we have made for ourselves, we invented them, gave them justification and now they control us.
Moral: Take you finger out of the bottle and get on with life.
DB - The Vagabond
Never give up.
***********************
SUMMER QUESTION
Summer is moving along, people.
It's a long, hot, sticky summer, so here's a hot, sticky question for you.
Same sex marriage. Should it be legal or not? If so, why? If not, why not?
dbdacoba@aol.com
16 answers so far.
You have until the last day of summer, but don't dally.
I eagerly await your answer.
DB
************************
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Deep Drinking
A little learning is a dangerous thing;
Drink deep or taste not the Pierian spring:
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,
And drinking deeply sobers it again.
Alexander Pope
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The Pierian spring, according to ancient Greek legend, was a fountain near Mount Olympus. Its waters gave knowledge of the arts and sciences. Pope barrows the phrase "Drink deep or taste not the Pierian spring" from Petronius, a Roman writer and friend of Emperor Nero.
If there was ever a time in which we needed to drink deep it is these days. We are constantly intoxicated to the point of addiction with the shallow draughts of sound bites, flimsy interviews and shallow opinions. The average citizen of any nation hardly knows what his government is up to and it is impossible to find out in some cases and extremely difficult in others. Americans don't know what the Congress is doing and neither it seems do some Congress people.
When I first became aware of the fact that we were only told what the new laws were after the fact I started to subscribe to the Congressional Record, a large volume published daily by the U.S. Government Printing Office. It tells of everything that goes on there, all the legislation, debates and special papers submitted by the various members. It's so thick nobody reads it, but anyone has the right to. If you think you know what's going on in Washington reading the Congressional Record is quite a shock. There are juicy parts but you have to wade into deep waters to get there.
I have been guilty of "a little learning" in the past. Everyone is. But a couple of the good rules for life are: 1) Don't carelessly express an opinion about anything without sufficient knowledge of it, and 2) If you don't know what you're talking about, keep your mouth shut.
The reason for these two rules is that what we say impresses and affects other people's thinking. We see so much evidence of that today when people stand up for one side of an issue or another, without really knowing what the issue is. We are given a label and a brief description, usually geared toward one side or the other and on that basis we are expected to decide what we think. It's a joke. It's a disgrace.
It is even more hideous when we come to describing other people. "Oh, they're all alike." "They're homeless because they refuse to work." "You can't trust anyone over 30" they used to say. (Those who said that are now all over 30.) "Illegal immigrants are steeling our jobs." "There's no homosexuality in the Boy Scouts." "All Jews want to move to Israel." It's unsubstantial remarks like those that influence people to not see things clearly or find out the truth for themselves. As I have said before: Most of the authorities in the world aren't.
When I began to see my own shallow places I felt the need to sober up and fill them with some real learning. That's when I began to read everything I could find of interest about subjects I felt were important. I became a reading addict. About politics and social issues I wanted to know what people with some knowledge thought from the most liberal to the most conservative. As I learned what the real thinkers had to say I soon realized that the TV pundits don't know what they are talking about.
About the arts, I had tunnel vision because I was so involved in my own career as an actor I wasn't seeing and understanding what people in the other arts were doing. So I spent more time at galleries and museums, dance and music concerts. I talked with the artists and got to hear so many different points of view about their art. I was amazed.
I didn't realized how ignorant and biased I was about science until I began reading some scientific journals and meeting scientists who were passionate about their work. Now I read books on scientific subjects, particularly math and astronomy. Some of my actor friends think I'm nuts.
Having eschewed the esoteric world of philosophy as a dull, dry, boring subject, with a slightly snide sneer on my face I bought a book by Martin Heidegger and read it. That changed everything. I plunged into that Pierian spring of philosophy head first and since then have swallowed large sobering draughts of one of the world's most fascinating subjects.
I finally opened the seventh seal of religion. There I find a subject that is both catastrophically limiting and inexhaustibly cosmic. There is hardly any subject on earth with more shallow thinking and simplistic sound bites, things taken as truth and reality with nothing to back them up and yet with ideas and possibilities that range beyond human understanding and transcend the limitations of our mortal lives.
Now my life is deep drinking. The more I drink the less I talk.
DB - The Vagabond
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Weekend Survey
There is a big birthday party for Janice and her friends and family.
A lot of people have come to it. The list includes Alice, Bob, Cathy and Charlie, Donna, Eugene, George and Janet, Lucinda, Mark, Nancy, Olivia, Rose, Ruth and Sam, Terry and good old Will.
Many of them have brought gifts.
1. A small package wrapped in white with a silver bow, Looks like it might have come from a jewelry store.
2. A medium sized rectangular box, wrapped in blue with a red ribbon, might be a book.
3. A large flat package in simple brown wrapping with a strings tied around it and a card stuck under the string. Some important documents maybe.
4 A large box wrapped in a many colored paper with a flower design on it. I wonder what that is.
5. Another rectangular box, thicker than the other one, beautifully wrapped in a gold paper with a black ribbon finished off in a perfect bow. Another book? Or a few books?
6. Hard to hide the plant sitting on the floor with green paper wrapped around it and some circular object at the base with a green plastic thing peeking out.
7. A larger rectangular box, fairly thick and light, looks like it might be clothes.
8 A square box in a striped blue and yellow paper wrapping, on top is a pretty red bow.
9. One very large box, apart from the rest, big enough to hold any number of electronic things. It's wrapped in Muslin.
10. A medium sized circular package, inside a bag, with a store name on it, which has been taped shut.
11. Another very large package, not in a box, but completely covered over with a wrapper left over from Christmas. A card is taped to the side of it.
Your assignment is to decide, in your opinion, which package Janet should open up first. Please leave the number of your choice on my email dbdacoba@aol.com
Thank you
DB
Drink deep or taste not the Pierian spring:
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,
And drinking deeply sobers it again.
Alexander Pope
**********************
The Pierian spring, according to ancient Greek legend, was a fountain near Mount Olympus. Its waters gave knowledge of the arts and sciences. Pope barrows the phrase "Drink deep or taste not the Pierian spring" from Petronius, a Roman writer and friend of Emperor Nero.
If there was ever a time in which we needed to drink deep it is these days. We are constantly intoxicated to the point of addiction with the shallow draughts of sound bites, flimsy interviews and shallow opinions. The average citizen of any nation hardly knows what his government is up to and it is impossible to find out in some cases and extremely difficult in others. Americans don't know what the Congress is doing and neither it seems do some Congress people.
When I first became aware of the fact that we were only told what the new laws were after the fact I started to subscribe to the Congressional Record, a large volume published daily by the U.S. Government Printing Office. It tells of everything that goes on there, all the legislation, debates and special papers submitted by the various members. It's so thick nobody reads it, but anyone has the right to. If you think you know what's going on in Washington reading the Congressional Record is quite a shock. There are juicy parts but you have to wade into deep waters to get there.
I have been guilty of "a little learning" in the past. Everyone is. But a couple of the good rules for life are: 1) Don't carelessly express an opinion about anything without sufficient knowledge of it, and 2) If you don't know what you're talking about, keep your mouth shut.
The reason for these two rules is that what we say impresses and affects other people's thinking. We see so much evidence of that today when people stand up for one side of an issue or another, without really knowing what the issue is. We are given a label and a brief description, usually geared toward one side or the other and on that basis we are expected to decide what we think. It's a joke. It's a disgrace.
It is even more hideous when we come to describing other people. "Oh, they're all alike." "They're homeless because they refuse to work." "You can't trust anyone over 30" they used to say. (Those who said that are now all over 30.) "Illegal immigrants are steeling our jobs." "There's no homosexuality in the Boy Scouts." "All Jews want to move to Israel." It's unsubstantial remarks like those that influence people to not see things clearly or find out the truth for themselves. As I have said before: Most of the authorities in the world aren't.
When I began to see my own shallow places I felt the need to sober up and fill them with some real learning. That's when I began to read everything I could find of interest about subjects I felt were important. I became a reading addict. About politics and social issues I wanted to know what people with some knowledge thought from the most liberal to the most conservative. As I learned what the real thinkers had to say I soon realized that the TV pundits don't know what they are talking about.
About the arts, I had tunnel vision because I was so involved in my own career as an actor I wasn't seeing and understanding what people in the other arts were doing. So I spent more time at galleries and museums, dance and music concerts. I talked with the artists and got to hear so many different points of view about their art. I was amazed.
I didn't realized how ignorant and biased I was about science until I began reading some scientific journals and meeting scientists who were passionate about their work. Now I read books on scientific subjects, particularly math and astronomy. Some of my actor friends think I'm nuts.
Having eschewed the esoteric world of philosophy as a dull, dry, boring subject, with a slightly snide sneer on my face I bought a book by Martin Heidegger and read it. That changed everything. I plunged into that Pierian spring of philosophy head first and since then have swallowed large sobering draughts of one of the world's most fascinating subjects.
I finally opened the seventh seal of religion. There I find a subject that is both catastrophically limiting and inexhaustibly cosmic. There is hardly any subject on earth with more shallow thinking and simplistic sound bites, things taken as truth and reality with nothing to back them up and yet with ideas and possibilities that range beyond human understanding and transcend the limitations of our mortal lives.
Now my life is deep drinking. The more I drink the less I talk.
DB - The Vagabond
***************************
Weekend Survey
There is a big birthday party for Janice and her friends and family.
A lot of people have come to it. The list includes Alice, Bob, Cathy and Charlie, Donna, Eugene, George and Janet, Lucinda, Mark, Nancy, Olivia, Rose, Ruth and Sam, Terry and good old Will.
Many of them have brought gifts.
1. A small package wrapped in white with a silver bow, Looks like it might have come from a jewelry store.
2. A medium sized rectangular box, wrapped in blue with a red ribbon, might be a book.
3. A large flat package in simple brown wrapping with a strings tied around it and a card stuck under the string. Some important documents maybe.
4 A large box wrapped in a many colored paper with a flower design on it. I wonder what that is.
5. Another rectangular box, thicker than the other one, beautifully wrapped in a gold paper with a black ribbon finished off in a perfect bow. Another book? Or a few books?
6. Hard to hide the plant sitting on the floor with green paper wrapped around it and some circular object at the base with a green plastic thing peeking out.
7. A larger rectangular box, fairly thick and light, looks like it might be clothes.
8 A square box in a striped blue and yellow paper wrapping, on top is a pretty red bow.
9. One very large box, apart from the rest, big enough to hold any number of electronic things. It's wrapped in Muslin.
10. A medium sized circular package, inside a bag, with a store name on it, which has been taped shut.
11. Another very large package, not in a box, but completely covered over with a wrapper left over from Christmas. A card is taped to the side of it.
Your assignment is to decide, in your opinion, which package Janet should open up first. Please leave the number of your choice on my email dbdacoba@aol.com
Thank you
DB
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