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    Blaise Pascal.

Reasons doubt, and the heart is simply a sensation trying to replace doubt with reasons that fulfill more than they answer,

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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/Sl11vUxVG0I/AAAAAAAAAg8/EOOsan0Uud4/s320/web+Playground.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358568587530672962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, my niece was playing on a swing in a children's playground, then my wife - I waited outside the gate, and just observed all the kids playing. I guess this is where this aphorism comes from, the last part is about a bossy manager:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections outside a children's playground.- The inner-conflict is about the conflict of emotion and reason which represents the perimeter of the playground. The pivot of this see-saw may be our direction in the cycle of our motion in life, the slide our judgment, and the stars are our souls; as we swing high our eyes reach for the horizon. The roundabout of love speaks of cycles of winner to loser (where losing is an extension of winning, though not so in many cultural definitions). The faster the roundabout swings, the blur of life reminds us that life is about change: meaning ourselves - the control of others is an illusion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentary on the thinking playground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The non-culturality of the nature of truth of the aphorism is mentioned as a definition of  a loser. Whereas cultural truths are static, this is a gliding dynamic truth on the importance of play in life, it is adults that teach children how to play, perhaps this is why children do not know how to play, but a pretending of play. People bark more than dogs, and we wag our tails more as living has lost its edge: for living is representing life, and not being life, play is representing play but not being pain. We blame wars for our problems, and people of power, but our problems are ourselves; for the elementary ingredients are not there, like passion, love, compassion, play and truth: being distant truths from another star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-7075050520225292927?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/7075050520225292927/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=7075050520225292927&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/7075050520225292927" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/7075050520225292927" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/gNnNSoD0bZs/childrens-playground.html" title="The children's playground" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/Sl11vUxVG0I/AAAAAAAAAg8/EOOsan0Uud4/s72-c/web+Playground.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2009/07/childrens-playground.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-6393386952899269733</id><published>2009-06-13T08:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T08:57:04.064+01:00</updated><title type="text">I have spent a lot of time on this aphorism, I have also made a commentary for this aphorism below the aphorism</title><content type="html">569&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angles of advantages and spades of disadvantages of being a loser.- As winning in life can be many things, just like losing – some less impressive, and losing can be less pathetic. The forces of life can bark one into a dark alley way; one shivers, for the darkness stills oneself – one realises the flame of passion, that inner flame has been extinguished. Without passion there can be no story true to one’s life, for the winner must be the loser: one must lower oneself to see what there is between oneself and the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betrayal may also be the prerequisite of being a loser; perhaps this prompted Buddha to leave his palace, but he did not pretend to be a loser for he left luxury too which may have defined him as a winner in the eyes of many. Christ was also betrayed, and there was also a necessity for Christ to lose, denied even by Peter, the loss is seen by many as an ultimate sacrifice of a martyr. Though many take this is literally, but Jesus walking into the desert and meeting Satan may be a metaphor of walking into one’s spirit, or walking into the mist. Maya attacks people more when they make such steps, and even in the Gita in Eastern Philosophy the story starts by the hero being a loser. Yesterday I was asked, ‘How was I doing?’ – I sensed betrayal, but I said I was rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something on present political design; pretending to be losers on the left and winners on the right in the idealistic living sense: though such righteous see no natural horizon, and the left cannot see beyond its own face of reality! Better to seek one’s own feeling than to seek the feeling of other views, but two points now, firstly the feeling of oneself changes as one changes, it is the feeling’s journey on the path between the winner and loser, or the advantages and disadvantages of being a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentary On Aphorism: The angles (advantages) and spades (disadvantages) of being a loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner sees the horizon, the meaning of this, is the racer aiming for the finishing line: the metaphor here is used here comparing the horizon to the finishing line, this is my invention! Also the first time that the aphorism has political over tones in this chapter (passion of being), pretending to be losers means not really being losers as not being allowed to compete with big stakes in life, and vice versa for winners as pretending to be winners, as not playing fairly and deciding who wins by their skin colour, culture or religion, not in the normal sense are winners acknowledged by ability, merit and passion. Also I have used the term winner, not in the sense of heroes; but a winner can be a hero, or a hero can also be a winner in life. I am biased as I am against present political design i.e. left and right policies...I am concerned with the next political design on account of the dreariness of obviousness that the right, left conflict creates as a necessary conflict for an establishment of so called world order, camouflaged melancholy which drugs the world to insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proverb version of this aphorism for the real loser, not the pretend loser is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quick questions, but distant answers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maxim version of this aphorism is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The winner drops the mantle, and voluntarily becomes a loser of sophisticated boredom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-6393386952899269733?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/6393386952899269733/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=6393386952899269733&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/6393386952899269733" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/6393386952899269733" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/uRPf55e32SM/i-have-spent-lot-of-time-on-this.html" title="I have spent a lot of time on this aphorism, I have also made a commentary for this aphorism below the aphorism" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-spent-lot-of-time-on-this.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-2969846446469957624</id><published>2009-05-15T10:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T10:26:40.703+01:00</updated><title type="text">I</title><content type="html">HAVE NOT REALLY ADDED A PROPER INTRO TO THE BOOK, SO HERE IT IS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hobbes said, the decay of sense in men is not the decay of the motion made in sense, but an obscuring of it – 1651 Leviathan. Culture creates truth more for itself than others. A deep example of this is that a cultural truth is that ‘one should always try to be positive’. Though I have found that being positive attracts the negative energy of negative people like a magnet. Or - everything negative in one’s life can be used to make a decoration in one’s house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 100%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;We are drawn to cultural truths because they are most comfortable. We seek cultural truths, truths made by culture because we believe we will have more control, but control or being more able to make decisions hides our desire to feel free which is not about culture but the everyday life, or the forbidden life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 100%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theforbiddentruth.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://theforbiddentruth.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-2969846446469957624?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/2969846446469957624/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=2969846446469957624&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/2969846446469957624" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/2969846446469957624" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/QRL7nZOAhjM/i.html" title="I" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2009/05/i.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-8240881311354612459</id><published>2009-04-21T08:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:15:21.528+01:00</updated><title type="text">Commentary On Aphorism 566</title><content type="html">566&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people fail as they preach depth can be bought with a ticket, and a vague sense of spiritual need.-  To want more, that is what we all seek, of the material and the non-material in one desire or the other; it is greed to want more when one is hungry: to want more when one is not hungry is a sincere want.  Allow me to add (what occupies most people in the civilised world) that the riddle of weight loss is also the riddle of living in a castle or tent: sometimes one does not feel hungry when one is hungry, how many full bellies feel hungry? To want a castle while seeing one’s misery is to want misery; for in one’s court of consciousness the context of ‘want’ is acknowledged. In the court of one’s consciousness, if a ‘want’ is empty it is anti-money, or anti-desire, though how can lust be desire if it consumes desire, and leads one to wanting desire more than feeling desire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentary &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think like a mist, though the reader may desire certainty. But life in itself is vague, though it does have certainties. Psychology has proven this vagueness, linking it to our first experiences of life. Though one may not understand this aphorism....as a thriller is also not understood....it is what makes the brain the most content. Though it is not a vague mist of thinking, one has to wonder on the effect it has on the reader in the day, or the day after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-8240881311354612459?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/8240881311354612459/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=8240881311354612459&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/8240881311354612459" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/8240881311354612459" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/SnWJFp5zarQ/commentary-on-aphorism-566.html" title="Commentary On Aphorism 566" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2009/04/commentary-on-aphorism-566.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-4152491032083573203</id><published>2009-03-22T11:55:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:17:20.121Z</updated><title type="text">The original Erin Brockovich: Tanaka Shozo</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/ScYoULlMxQI/AAAAAAAAAfI/b-g5tCKjOy4/s1600-h/Brockovich+Comparison+with+Tanaka+Shozo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/ScYoULlMxQI/AAAAAAAAAfI/b-g5tCKjOy4/s200/Brockovich+Comparison+with+Tanaka+Shozo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315980737328760066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/ScYn2Yd4c8I/AAAAAAAAAfA/HmWWBwcl5QY/s1600-h/Erin+Brockovich+Comparison+with+Tanaka+Shozo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/ScYn2Yd4c8I/AAAAAAAAAfA/HmWWBwcl5QY/s200/Erin+Brockovich+Comparison+with+Tanaka+Shozo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315980225391653826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanaka Shozo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From his own writings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/ScYowfw7b3I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/cxdFfLIIMcc/s1600-h/A+Tanaka+diary+entry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/ScYowfw7b3I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/cxdFfLIIMcc/s200/A+Tanaka+diary+entry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315981223783001970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even fish had something to teach humanity in dealing with pollution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe. Fish have no [legal] protection and though they live in the dark polluted waters [of the Watarase] do they not avoid total extinction? The reason the polluters, with all their power, are unable to destroy these fish is this: though no law protects them, the fish instinctively rely on nature and follow a path out of danger to unpolluted streams, happily saving themselves. This is the way to use nature. The fish do it. Why should not people do so, all the more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mine-poisoned floods borrow the great power of the land and thus make it all the way into the Home Ministry. The Ministry’s civil engineering division is destroyed by the mine pollution; the pollution dooms it to a cycle of destruction, rebuilding, and further destruction. Poison runs on the lay of the land and rides the river’s currents to the welfare bureau, eventually felling people. The police are powerless to stop death by poisoning….(emphasis added). &lt;a href="http://japanfocus.org/-Robert-Stolz/2331"&gt;link used&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;D-Thinker says&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we should look at how life is pushing us, rather than to complain about the weather, bills, our children, our envy and dreams, our jealousy! What direction is life pushing us? Rather than why is life pushing us? To flow with life, rather than against life....for life is no lie....in essence: what is living life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we have declined morally, the ozone layer may represent a hole in our own hearts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-4152491032083573203?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/4152491032083573203/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=4152491032083573203&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/4152491032083573203" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/4152491032083573203" /><link 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HAVE RECENTLY ADDED 3 Friedrich Nietzsche VIDEOS TO YOUTUBE</title><content type="html">Though many of the videos that I have upload are in the context of music and entertainment, this is a change:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9RDUhNe7Ic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9RDUhNe7Ic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RXxhMT_gsuA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RXxhMT_gsuA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qSbpi4iFpoo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qSbpi4iFpoo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a poem by Nietzsche:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Melancholy (KSA 7, July 1871 15[1])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me, Melancholy,&lt;br /&gt;That I sharpen my pen to praise you,&lt;br /&gt;Not that I, head bowed to my knee,&lt;br /&gt;Sit hermitlike on a tree stump, hewn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You often saw me thus, just yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the radiant morning sun:&lt;br /&gt;A vulture cried greedily in the valley,&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of its staked and rotting carrion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You failed, wild bird, although&lt;br /&gt;I rested mummylike on my seat!&lt;br /&gt;You missed my eye, roving to and fro,&lt;br /&gt;Blissfully proud in the morning heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Thinker&lt;br /&gt;He also wrote music, I believe one of his tracks is on a youtube video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tR7FaVcrhPU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tR7FaVcrhPU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nAfxFEGF-wY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nAfxFEGF-wY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Views:  128,726&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Thinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe in radical views in religion, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cornel&lt;/span&gt; West says 'To be a Christian is to live dangerously, honestly, freely - to step in the name of love as if you may land on nothing, yet to keep stepping because the something that sustains you no empire can give you and no empire can take away'. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; this kind of radicalism is healthy in religion and can blunt the edge of extremism which can exist in all religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ref. from my book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;525&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal reflections on terrorism.- Extremist terror groups are marginalized more by their beliefs, and concerns rather than springing from some hotpot of collective belief gone perverse. The reason why perspective is lost, is that extremists rely sometimes on terror; though many extremists do become purists. This relationship between puritans and terrorists, are the two extremes, but both involve sacrifice, whereas purists use sacrifice as a form of conditioning, whereas terrorists use and involve the sacrifice of others. But both of these extremes, are reactions to a certain cause, perhaps extremists are driven there by a view that the average person of their belief is too feeble, but this is no expressive soul reaction, but perhaps a reaction of anger and shame forged into a sword of hate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other philosopher is Ken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wiber&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3E8CAWawn2g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3E8CAWawn2g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Views:  95,703&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.&lt;a href="http://www.kenwilber.com/home/landing/index.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kenwilber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.com/home/landing/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Thinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seems to have a strong interest in thinking, he is a new thinker (to me) and I give all people the benefit of the doubt on first encounters. He does appear to think evolution is important, but just because it is big does not make it important, I believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;evolution&lt;/span&gt; to be more &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/coincidental"&gt;coincidental&lt;/a&gt; than important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-1594683753651834112?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/1594683753651834112/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=1594683753651834112&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/1594683753651834112" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/1594683753651834112" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/KJOW4ckiCXM/matrix-trilogy-blu-ray-has-3.html" title="MATRIX TRILOGY (BLU-RAY) HAS 3 COMMENTARIES BY 2 PHILOSOPHERS:" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2009/02/matrix-trilogy-blu-ray-has-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-7462495689647279579</id><published>2009-02-13T09:10:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:56:35.504Z</updated><title type="text">Diary Thinker Proverbs</title><content type="html">01/03/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To eat a good meal in bad company, will leave an after taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/02/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work, talking to another employee about work. She said they (meaning employer) are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;driving&lt;/span&gt; the business. I said, '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We drive the car, they put petrol in it&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ref. see chapter Social Individualism in my book blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/07/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an updated post, I have thought of a few new proverbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have said this a couple of times at work, and this is my best 'new' favourite proverb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst job could be your best job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the other new ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace is not submission, it is a mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majorities can also be minorities in life; minorities can be majorities in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living makes one move from comfortable to uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life can be lost in comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/01/07 - original post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a long walk to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better to be a still fool than a wondering idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not drink over this poor soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the loser celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will begin when all aches disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be healthy be detox be still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine in your own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness does not need to try to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My void “was” my weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovers can bring much hate in the courtroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovers can put one in a strange court; all in the name of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;False values are valued as valuables, as that is all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can travel many miles in the mind, just like driving a car.&lt;br /&gt;(I have said this once)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kakophone.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make your own ring tones.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-7462495689647279579?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/7462495689647279579/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=7462495689647279579&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/7462495689647279579" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/7462495689647279579" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/2r83WOD51co/diary-thinker-proverbs.html" title="Diary Thinker Proverbs" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/01/diary-thinker-proverbs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-8623751547272440162</id><published>2009-01-26T10:02:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-28T09:18:02.620Z</updated><title type="text">Notes On Aphoism 526</title><content type="html">526&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversations 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lover&lt;br /&gt;For you see, as I see that things do not follow a logical order, especially in love. You do see, for we are all lovers by default. One must approach these matters, not through logic, but to understand through creative channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosopher&lt;br /&gt;One wonders how you talk, as if you know too many things and your senses have become blunted. As if you hide from your mind what you soul senses to be a better path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lover&lt;br /&gt;It is not a crime to deceive. For is not deception an instrument, which can be used for manipulation, but also for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feminist&lt;br /&gt;How you both think! You men....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a clean up in the attic, and the intentions may have been to cause difficulty. And for a second I thought I may have lost my notes, but I had them in a safe place. So it has given me a new energy to put these old notes on the net. I had written a kind of play of aphorisms with general characters, perhaps wanting a change? Not really knowing what to do with these notes, so I have decided to incorporate this conversation, into smaller conversations within the chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lover, philosopher, and feminist are typical characters, and are not exact characters as you would find in a film or play. As the chapter is Passion Of Being this will identify different kinds of being, and their expression of their sense of self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion Of Being began from older notes, then to new notes, and now seems to be a mixture of old and new notes....as thoughts can be also a mixture of the new and old in a present narrative style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-8623751547272440162?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/8623751547272440162/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=8623751547272440162&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/8623751547272440162" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/8623751547272440162" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/mUgI6Zo989E/notes-on-aphoism-526.html" title="Notes On Aphoism 526" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2009/01/notes-on-aphoism-526.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-897213055369435864</id><published>2008-12-25T07:23:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:12:04.051Z</updated><title type="text">Something I wrote at work:</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SVi8QkPuW2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/H2hylA10kq8/s1600-h/note+for+aphorism+520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SVi8QkPuW2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/H2hylA10kq8/s320/note+for+aphorism+520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285181155512834914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;520&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The senses must reach to the divine .- To wonder at the world….the wonderful life comes from a vital roughness (the see-saw of being able to work and the ability to move on in work) that cripples many so easily, with directions unknown, and tides of recessions that appear as if it dropped from a black hole! With sudden grasps of air after catching a glimpse of somebody with the banner “average morality”. What direction is life taking one to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also of the character there are unknown and hidden problems of sensitivity, roughness and hidden diseases. What is the nature of this reality that we live in? It is more than a feeling, but a substance of spirit whether it is a shallow stream or a river. This is one’s world, and the painting on one’s wall in the room of life’s perception is one’s morality. Thus it is not life that has decayed, but one’s morality; it is not one’s health that has decayed but one’s morality. The workplace has fights for virtues, as they can be tools or wands in living – there may even be a virtue that brings luck: one head thrusts itself against another head; the average morality is very thin indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the truth be allowed to flow from this vessel, it has to be written that the senses are the hands of the soul. The senses….our purpose has to extend beyond eating and sleeping (in different places)….the senses must reach to the divine, if life does not lift oneself, one has to lift oneself. One is always making the decision between the exalted high and the distorted low - almost a country between them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Questions related to aphorism 520&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How low is the average morality&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the average person have an average morality&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the average person&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read aphorism 520 in my book at: &lt;a href="http://theforbiddentruth.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://theforbiddentruth.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bonus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are 3 quotes that I found from The Trial by Franz Kafka:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had thought that he would recognise the building from a distance by some kind of sign, without knowing exactly what the sign would look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, defence is not really allowed under the law, it’s only tolerated, and there is even some dispute about whether the relevant parts of the law imply even that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my identification papers, now show me yours and I certainly want to see the arrest warrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/browse/authors/k#a1735"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;, to download 2 free books by Kafka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SVM9XkK2mVI/AAAAAAAAAbA/x_sGBja84YI/s1600-h/180px-Kafka5jahre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SVM9XkK2mVI/AAAAAAAAAbA/x_sGBja84YI/s320/180px-Kafka5jahre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283634262891206994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Trial_%281962_film%29" title="The Trial (1962 film)"&gt;The Trial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (1962) &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orson_Welles" title="Orson Welles"&gt;Orson Welles&lt;/a&gt; wrote and directed this adaptation of the novel starring &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthony_Perkins" title="Anthony Perkins"&gt;Anthony Perkins&lt;/a&gt;. In a 1962 BBC Interview with Huw Wheldon, Orson Welles noted, "Say what you like, but &lt;i&gt;The Trial&lt;/i&gt; is the best film I have ever made".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-897213055369435864?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/897213055369435864/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=897213055369435864&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/897213055369435864" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/897213055369435864" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/3Q9SqooHfjQ/something-i-wrote-at-work.html" title="Something I wrote at work:" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SVi8QkPuW2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/H2hylA10kq8/s72-c/note+for+aphorism+520.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-i-wrote-at-work.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-47402280634499620</id><published>2008-10-01T09:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:51:01.123+01:00</updated><title type="text">SUDDENLY..A POEM IS NEEDED - SOMETIMES THE APHORISMS CONDENSE TO WATER DROPS</title><content type="html">512&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this life,&lt;br /&gt;‘Free’ it is,&lt;br /&gt;Fading words,&lt;br /&gt;The grip of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this heart,&lt;br /&gt;Wonder far,&lt;br /&gt;Sail away,&lt;br /&gt;Stream me to the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply guide,&lt;br /&gt;With ease,&lt;br /&gt;Passionate soul,&lt;br /&gt;To soul-reverb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing - hear,&lt;br /&gt;Hear silence,&lt;br /&gt;Far and wide,&lt;br /&gt;From shore to shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will vanish,&lt;br /&gt;It will appear!&lt;br /&gt;The many years,&lt;br /&gt;Yet songs sound the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragrances enchant,&lt;br /&gt;Love blossoms:&lt;br /&gt;Follow away,&lt;br /&gt;Prisons flower to prisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward marching-&lt;br /&gt;One to three,&lt;br /&gt;Griped with life,&lt;br /&gt;Channel thoughts like mists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine&lt;br /&gt;Flow from me&lt;br /&gt;Imagine…&lt;br /&gt;Nights ear to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-47402280634499620?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/47402280634499620/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=47402280634499620&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/47402280634499620" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/47402280634499620" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/8qFmVkOqe50/suddenlya-poem-is-needed-sometimes.html" title="SUDDENLY..A POEM IS NEEDED - SOMETIMES THE APHORISMS CONDENSE TO WATER DROPS" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/10/suddenlya-poem-is-needed-sometimes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-2779173054525501606</id><published>2008-08-22T09:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:26:57.590+01:00</updated><title type="text">ON APHORISM 503 WARNING - THIS IS AN ATTACK  OF  A CHARMING PERSON</title><content type="html">503&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith in life.- One desires experience, a pure experience of life. Thus one examines the nature of passion, for our experience of life is a reflection of our own passion. But if one is given such an experience of life, one also receives a faith of life. Many people argue about how can they have faith in life with so many confused arguments around locally and globally at the expense of people becoming refugees, but faith in life is about one’s own experience in life, and not about the knowledge of other’s in life. Whether one is going through a decrease or increase in their life, their experience of life would be the same; as the soul’s first expression of life, the passion or fragrance of itself would be the same. In the same way that people have faith in religion because of their experience of religion, one can further the pose in life by having faith in life. One can further one’s purpose in faith, by having faith in life as in well as in religion – for religion first exists in life before the personal faith emerges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMENTARY ON 503&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aphorism follows after 502 very well. I guess as 2 aphorisms can follow each other. So what is this chapter about - passion. It has to be noted that there is no literature available on the nature of passion, it could mean a strong feeling, or why was it used to express Christ's suffering? This is the only study of passion that is available!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people value charm, because they see it as something more than one dimensional and see it as something unique. Many charming people become popular, as many believe they have passion, the experience of talking to a charming person offers a quick contentment to life, fast-food, no spiritual fast, as to a true person with passion. But one's experience with life, is connected to the experience of others to that person... Charm can even be practised at Charm school, it does not come from the deeper realms: an advanced form of rapport: charm is fake passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SK6GJfvgvEI/AAAAAAAAASs/3birmC3-D7E/s1600-h/charming+person.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SK6GJfvgvEI/AAAAAAAAASs/3birmC3-D7E/s200/charming+person.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237270914376186946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-2779173054525501606?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/2779173054525501606/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=2779173054525501606&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/2779173054525501606" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/2779173054525501606" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/SlgnbB3tmmE/on-aphorism-503-warning-this-is-attack.html" title="ON APHORISM 503 WARNING - THIS IS AN ATTACK  OF  A CHARMING PERSON" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SK6GJfvgvEI/AAAAAAAAASs/3birmC3-D7E/s72-c/charming+person.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-aphorism-503-warning-this-is-attack.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-7884775683368952819</id><published>2008-07-23T10:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:03:02.518Z</updated><title type="text">aphorism 490</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SIb1lzkWEgI/AAAAAAAAASE/K1tgunJhBWE/s1600-h/experience+life.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SIb1lzkWEgI/AAAAAAAAASE/K1tgunJhBWE/s200/experience+life.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226134447456653826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pure experience of  living.- What happens when one does nothing, what is left – should not one experience being oneself... If one cannot experience oneself, than how can one really experience life? So does anybody really experience life, or is it a sensation of colours and sounds, and a sense of the aesthetic?  The experience of life is about belonging to life, rather than feeling through life. Living means living in life, or belonging to life, does one belong to oneself? But does one belong to life or oneself, one is attached to life, one does not belong to oneself, one is detached from life - one belongs to oneself. Does one want to belong to oneself….one should neither belong to oneself or to life but to tune oneself to the point when attachment meets detachment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;commentary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the aim of the chapter on Passion Of Being, for what is the purpose of living, but to have a true experience of life. Here we meet life, unlike the sexual encounter we may only meet another. And even here our experiences with others, are firstly our experience with ourselves. So what is the pure experience of living, how can one prove that such an experience of life exists, but living means being life, not just being oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-7884775683368952819?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/7884775683368952819/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=7884775683368952819&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/7884775683368952819" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/7884775683368952819" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/rveUexBg_8w/aphorism-490.html" title="aphorism 490" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/SIb1lzkWEgI/AAAAAAAAASE/K1tgunJhBWE/s72-c/experience+life.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/07/aphorism-490.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-7310769175584900540</id><published>2008-06-05T05:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T06:06:24.255+01:00</updated><title type="text">WHAT IS MY GREATEST DROP OF WISDOM</title><content type="html">some person asked me this question a couple of weeks ago. This question unsettled me for a moment, but this tension melted away, and an idea sprang up like a mirage in a desert; but a mirage is about fullfillment, and not as revealing as a dream. So perhaps the idea came to me like a mirage in a dream. I have expressed this idea in this aphorism, see the third paragraph (in italics):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;486&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cramped up and bottled up in life’s little games.- One desires a space to unite fragments: to move away from the idea of coming closer or further from things. One needs to be in all things and outside of all things – one exists relative to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion is the need of the spirit to move, it is the need to exist in a real way. Thus one asks why am I wrong, not why others are wrong – one affirms oneself without trickery – one is true to one’s spirit: and not drowned by the critical nature of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One absorbs, but one does not become a sponge. One reflects but does not become a mirror. One does not become a path of difficulty for others. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything is simply as it is, one throws everything into the air without the desire for all things to descend into the right place, and one trusts the throwing of things into the air, nothing more and nothing less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one’s hands are tied to one’s back one carves one’s way. One can be too happy to be original in life. Thus what is living? I did notice a picture of a fashion model that appeared to come out of the page, she is living! So living is different for different people because they are different, what is living for one person may not be living to another person. To others, different things or places matter in life – it may not be about originality, or cutting a path through stone. Thus life connects to our essence, and the process is living. Though living is not the expression of the essence, for the process of life is not an artistic technique.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-7310769175584900540?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/7310769175584900540/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=7310769175584900540&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/7310769175584900540" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/7310769175584900540" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/cwWbtVpgCNE/what-is-my-greatest-drop-of-wisdom.html" title="WHAT IS MY GREATEST DROP OF WISDOM" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-my-greatest-drop-of-wisdom.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-5874321747773084974</id><published>2008-05-24T09:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T09:18:14.852+01:00</updated><title type="text">I HAVE ADDED SOME NEW NOTES TO MY BOOK -  I AM ON APHORISM 484 AT THE MOMENT:</title><content type="html">484&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living with passion.- Livelihood is about being drawn to things, there is the gravity of the universe, of planets. There is also our private universe of things, and one must not try to stay, things are always moving to and thro. Not the gravity of mass, but the gravity of living. Living means one is a part of life, and things are always shifting in life. All living things are the tools of life, the tools which life uses to move things in life, thus our emotions are the servers of life; we cannot serve ourselves. Life is about things moving, perhaps elevated thoughts moving to consciousness, or a music record of the past, or to look at somebody’s expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One shifts with a smile of a thing from the past, a path to innocence, one looks up, and a path to another smile - a path to something authentic, then one has a slight smile, and this is a path to originality. Life is about living, but living has to feel original - the idea of living is that one is living, and not pretending to live. But more, living needs to feel authentic, one does not want to fake life for living is not about carrying influences, one must suffer from life; this is about being close to living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentary on 484&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aphorism was inspired by these questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean to hide one's pain?&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean to display all of one's pain?&lt;br /&gt;What is physical pain?&lt;br /&gt;What is emotional pain?&lt;br /&gt;What is spiritual pain?&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean to express feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do people want to see?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-5874321747773084974?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/5874321747773084974/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=5874321747773084974&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/5874321747773084974" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/5874321747773084974" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/qXBdFHAFdH0/i-have-added-some-new-notes-to-my-book.html" title="I HAVE ADDED SOME NEW NOTES TO MY BOOK -  I AM ON APHORISM 484 AT THE MOMENT:" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-added-some-new-notes-to-my-book.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-3126652721603055771</id><published>2008-03-04T05:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:03:02.678Z</updated><title type="text">PUPILS PROBE RIDDLE OF LIFE</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/R8zctd3K6iI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_NUC2D1Qq-0/s1600-h/2178064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/R8zctd3K6iI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_NUC2D1Qq-0/s320/2178064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173752745610111522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy isn't a subject you would expect to be a favourite with young children.But a Dunvant Primary School teacher is promoting a philosophy course in primary schools across Swansea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil Jenkins is trained to run mentoring programmes for other teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: "Following a two-day training course in philosophy for children, teachers are prepared to lead communities of inquiry in their classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Inquiries begin with a story, from which children raise their own questions. &lt;a href="http://www.thisissouthwales.co.uk/displayNode.jsp?nodeId=161366&amp;amp;command=displayContent&amp;amp;sourceNode=232790&amp;amp;home=yes&amp;amp;more_nodeId1=161375&amp;amp;contentPK=20028026&amp;amp;bustcache=&amp;amp;1204608048812#views"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-3126652721603055771?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/3126652721603055771/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=3126652721603055771&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/3126652721603055771" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/3126652721603055771" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/pE8WD9Bpjvc/pupils-probe-riddle-of-life.html" title="PUPILS PROBE RIDDLE OF LIFE" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/R8zctd3K6iI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_NUC2D1Qq-0/s72-c/2178064.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/03/pupils-probe-riddle-of-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-4929509287673547004</id><published>2008-02-28T09:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-28T10:22:35.795Z</updated><title type="text">D THINKER INTERVIEWS NIETZSCHE</title><content type="html">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friedrich_Nietzsche"&gt;Friedrich_Nietzsche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D THINKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard you collapsed, are you better now? Do you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; you think too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIETZSCHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/39794.html"&gt;Be careful when you fight the monsters, lest you become one.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D THINKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have lost faith in God, your father's faith made him into a vicar. Like Wagner you show more respect to eastern religions like Buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIETZSCHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not mention Wagner to me, though I still hold a light to his Opera Tristan. My faith is in my pen. &lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/29608.html"&gt;In heaven all the interesting people are missing.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nietzsche looks in the distance, lowering his eyes to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/40033.html"&gt;In truth, there was only one Christian, and he died on the cross!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D THINKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not really read by the Christian Right. They took riot on the streets claiming you are raving mad. Even your sister fears for your insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIETZSCHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/362.html"&gt;Insanity in individuals is something rare - but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nietzsche drinks from a bottle of mineral water, trying to hesitate a reply...but keeping his eye on D THINKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D THINKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Christ sacrifice individually to save such groups from insanity? Do not they speak in tongues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIETZSCHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the holy spirit was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;free spirit&lt;/span&gt;, it speaks in tongues; this I consider more sane than their words. &lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/5087.html"&gt;The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D THINKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I believe in groups which have many contours, rather than a group as a mono mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIETZSCHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/27726.html"&gt;The visionary lies to himself, the liar only to others.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both sense the same sorrow and dullness in their melancholy. You see it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D THINKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I look intently at his left eye, so my eyes do not move left and right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIETZSCHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/39793.html"&gt;When you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back at you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D THINKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is a good time to end, but the abyss is - quoting William James...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/29291.html"&gt;The stream of thought flows on; but most of its segments fall into the bottomless abyss of oblivion. Of some, no memory survives the instant of their passage. Of others, it is confined to a few moments, hours or days. Others, again, leave vestiges which are indestructible, and by means of which they may be recalled as long as life endures.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;(18&lt;/b&gt;42 - 19&lt;b&gt;10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Christians love their enemies, though not always, but do you love them back!&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;NIETZSCHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I add one word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/33947.html"&gt;The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-4929509287673547004?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/4929509287673547004/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=4929509287673547004&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/4929509287673547004" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/4929509287673547004" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/irPJ7KLH79E/d-thinker-interviews-nietzsche.html" title="D THINKER INTERVIEWS NIETZSCHE" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/02/d-thinker-interviews-nietzsche.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-114276084209824627</id><published>2008-02-27T09:33:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:16:39.069+01:00</updated><title type="text">SUMMARY</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/04/thinking-and-animation-2-examples.html"&gt;Animation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-thoughts-of-baby.html"&gt;Baby Thoughts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/04/beatles-and-philosophy.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beatles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2005/12/philosophy-of-cs-lewis-abolition-of.html"&gt;C.S. Lewis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2005/12/hell-song-iii-by-dante.html"&gt;D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2005/12/hell-song-iii-by-dante.html"&gt;ante&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2005/10/philosophy-of-language-is-right-right.html"&gt;Deconstruction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2009/03/original-erin-brockovich-tanaka-shozo.html"&gt;Erin Brockovich&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-theory-on-evoloution.html"&gt;Evolution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/04/dont-fence-me-in-poem-ver-2.html"&gt;Fence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/02/individual-design-and-relationship.html"&gt;Flying&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/01/tuesday-january-17-2006-its-birthday.html"&gt;Franklin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-god-what-age-does-one-decide.html"&gt;God 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2005/07/more-on-god.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2004/09/on-identity.html"&gt;Identity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-immigration-too-subjective-problem.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immigration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/04/3-individual-theories-and-my-own.html"&gt;Individual Theory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/12/albert-einstein-interviews-d-thinker.html"&gt;Interview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/12/johann-wolfgang-goethe-interviews-d.html"&gt;Interview 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/03/hegel-interviews-d-thinker.html"&gt;Interview 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/02/d-thinker-interviews-nietzsche.html"&gt;Interview 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/01/thinking-search-engine.html"&gt;IxQuick.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/03/post-for-patrick-or-spirit-of-him.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irish Sayings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/04/stop-me-if-youve-heard-this-one.html"&gt;Joke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2005/09/on-nestorianism.html"&gt;Losing Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-romantic-love-or-charity-begins-at.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-romantic-love.html"&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2005/06/mona-lisa.html"&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Second Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-aphorism-426-from-my-second-book.html"&gt;426&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/07/aphorism-428-from-my-second-book.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/07/aphorism-428-from-my-second-book.html"&gt;428&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-empathy.html"&gt;429&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-knowledge.html"&gt;431&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-first-thing-we-do-when-we-wake-up-or.html"&gt;433&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-going-no-where-in-life.html"&gt;434&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-serious-moods.html"&gt;436 - mood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/09/commentary-on-aphorism-451.html"&gt;451&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-passion-and-dance.html"&gt;452 - passion (and dance)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-card-from-me-or-commentary-on-453.html"&gt;453&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-added-some-new-notes-to-my-book.html"&gt;484&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-my-greatest-drop-of-wisdom.html"&gt;486&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/07/aphorism-490.html"&gt;490&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-aphorism-503-warning-this-is-attack.html"&gt;503 - charm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-i-wrote-at-work.html"&gt;520 - see my own handwriting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2009/01/notes-on-aphoism-526.html"&gt;526&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2009/04/commentary-on-aphorism-566.html"&gt;566 - foggy thinking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/02/people-are-works-in-progress.html"&gt;Pomona College Professor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/11/philosophy-professsor-smokes-pot.html"&gt;Pot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/01/diary-thinker-proverbs.html"&gt;Proverbs&lt;/a&gt; (my own ones)&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/09/download-books-to-psp.html#comments"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSP Books (OFFLINE)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/06/improve-your-kids-thinking-power.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking Tablets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think Like A Genius &lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/06/think-like-genius-todd-siler-1.html"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think Like A Genius &lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/04/think-like-genius-todd-siler.html"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2005/08/book-review.html"&gt;Thought Experiments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/01/from-book-1-210.html"&gt;Tiredness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/05/philosophy-of-wonder-woman.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/02/on-free-writing-find-freedom-with-your_06.html"&gt;Writing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-114276084209824627?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114276084209824627/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=114276084209824627&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/114276084209824627" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/114276084209824627" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/yheqIeJWmIE/summary.html" title="SUMMARY" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2006/07/summary.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-5061016472596967639</id><published>2007-09-07T14:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:43:13.005+01:00</updated><title type="text">A POST CARD FROM ME OR COMMENTARY ON 453</title><content type="html">453&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion is not the energy of oneself, or even a sublime energy; as it stands here in this context: passion is the nature of one’s energy – one only needs passion if one has passion. For the nature of one’s being is gripped, life flows, but one needs to defy the naturalness of doing things in the day to get by. I think therefore I am, but what is one, if one creates a life through thought, one simply becomes a reflection of one’s thoughts. I exist, because I sense a purpose in the pathos of my density of energy...for it is the nature of an energy that creates a particular kind of energy. And one finds a flow through the day that defies naturalness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commentary on 453 by d thinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should not try too hard to do the proper thing, as how does one know it is the proper thing to do. If one feels less hard hearted on one's path! Hence one should not point too accurately to one's path in the name of doing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..............................d-thinker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-5061016472596967639?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/5061016472596967639/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=5061016472596967639&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/5061016472596967639" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/5061016472596967639" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/dikGdEDf0pM/post-card-from-me-or-commentary-on-453.html" title="A POST CARD FROM ME OR COMMENTARY ON 453" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-card-from-me-or-commentary-on-453.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-7426055802556655124</id><published>2007-09-04T07:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:03:02.852Z</updated><title type="text">ON PASSION  (and dance)</title><content type="html">452&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of steps back, please.- Our basic dimension is not our present reality, as we lay in so many hidden colours, identity is layered with identity as a rubbish tip, but so used we are to the condition we betray ourselves and feel so satisfied. Passion is a path that starts when our reason stops, for our reason is limited for it lies within the parameters of the illusion of our realities. Nevertheless, passion is the question that cannot be felt; it is purely the feeling of movement inside of us, the part of us that remembers the way back, which places markers in our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, what is the most basic reality? The place where we sit and say; ‘This is it? Though I do not know what it is?' The most basic reality, the spiritual realm, when our consciousness lays down on our own bed, it rests like a child: the still reality beckons. &lt;a href="http://theforbiddentruth.blogspot.com/"&gt;LINK TO BOOK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMENTARY ON 452&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think any person has tried to understand passion, other than in a state of high emotion. What I am trying to express here is that emotion is important if living is important to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe passion is not a feeling, or emotion; but an internal push! Some dancers become great, simply by following the lead of this inner movement. Here is a quote of one of the greatest dancers of the last century, no not Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="wijsheden-titel"&gt;     &lt;div class="tekst"&gt;     &lt;img src="http://www.quotes-of-wisdom.eu/_images/quote_begin.gif" style="float: left;" border="0" width="20" /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://www.quotes-of-wisdom.eu/_images/quote_eind.gif" style="float: right;" border="0" width="20" /&gt;       Great dancers are not great because of their technique; they are great because of their passion.     &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.quotes-of-wisdom.eu/en/authors/detail/author-1475"&gt;Martha Graham&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/Rt0BKHyQiuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/82RPurEoxoY/s1600-h/martha+graham+and+passion.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/Rt0BKHyQiuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/82RPurEoxoY/s320/martha+graham+and+passion.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106238825908177634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more quotes from the great dancer of passion (and modern dance) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;• You are unique, and if that is not fulfilled, then something has been lost.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• Some men have thousands of reasons why they cannot do what they want to, when all they need is one reason why they can.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• The body is a sacred garment.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• There is a vitality, a life-force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and be lost. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• The body says what words cannot.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• The body is your instrument in dance, but your art is outside that creature, the body.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• Our arms start from the back because they were once wings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• No artist is ahead of his time. He is his time. It is just that the others are behind the time.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• Dance is the hidden language of the soul.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• Dancing is just discovery, discovery, discovery. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;• Dance is a song of the body. Either of joy or pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see her dance:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lr8OqS7glxk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lr8OqS7glxk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - T H I N K E R - LAST WORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at a lot of music video, and you see some dancer, one has to say are they combining passion with their dance. Is it erotic dancing, which is impression dancing, and expressive dancing. Though in night-clubs, people dance without dancing, and it is more about doing something different, or for attracting a partner, it is not Individual dancing, but collective dancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-7426055802556655124?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/7426055802556655124/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=7426055802556655124&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/7426055802556655124" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/7426055802556655124" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/CSZ5Jq-InLY/on-passion-and-dance.html" title="ON PASSION  (and dance)" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2Oq1KEMZ88/Rt0BKHyQiuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/82RPurEoxoY/s72-c/martha+graham+and+passion.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-passion-and-dance.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-8666187814752404776</id><published>2007-09-01T17:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T17:22:58.158+01:00</updated><title type="text">COMMENTARY ON APHORISM 451</title><content type="html">451&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The existence of passion is important because it so expressive of the souls want. It is of good custom to realise the unconscious currents that lie under our everyday feelings. A good distraction works only so well, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;distractions&lt;/span&gt; have a hope, in rebounding us to a place we fear to go - we may commit to a sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Thinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write occasional commentaries because I have occasional fears of not being understood. Though I have only so much time, but the week following 9th Sept. I will be leaving the country for a week, and will not be able to make any post till the following week - life has become a little heavy, as it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion is more than the everyday ness of doing things - one is swept away by passion, if one be a ship on an ocean, one would prefer the wind that names itself 'passion'. One is more inclined to the idea of destiny if one is intoxicated and moved by a force of passion, it is as if one also becomes the light of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama is based on passion, see these 3 quotes by dramatist Hebbel:&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing great in the world has ever been accomplished without passion.”&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;“Mark this well, you proud men of action! you are, after all, nothing but unconscious instruments of the men of thought.”&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;“Whoever wants to be a judge of human nature should study people's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;excuses&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 451 I talk about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;distractions&lt;/span&gt;, which is similar to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;excuses&lt;/span&gt; in quote 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-8666187814752404776?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/8666187814752404776/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=8666187814752404776&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/8666187814752404776" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/8666187814752404776" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/hFhY43PVlcA/commentary-on-aphorism-451.html" title="COMMENTARY ON APHORISM 451" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/09/commentary-on-aphorism-451.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-8253341557872839232</id><published>2007-08-01T03:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T04:21:47.814+01:00</updated><title type="text">ON SERIOUS MOODS</title><content type="html">436&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny of destiny.- Sometimes big things become small, and small things become big – sometimes we simply fall into the marshes – how can we avoid the quick sand. The truth is that one should not wish for easy or difficult hope. On can find so many things in a mood, but one also needs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worth&lt;/span&gt; to meet the sun half-way, but balanced equally with humidity, as many times one has to duck. Deeper in oneself one senses invisible strings to invisible mechanisms, I do not philosophise; I look up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commentary - not all my aphorisms have commentaries, it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about one's heart of darkness, it is about things that disrupt one's flow. One may be late for work, but something spills, and now one is more late. It is about going on and on, without any pause, we complain what is going on in the world, yet one president may attack another country, or half attack it with a lie, due to something not being clear. It is about how things fall a part, the unity becomes dissolved, and meaning is laid out like cards on a table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail fortune! My eyes see more than a ceiling, we are more than bodies... Hail, the light shows the way but can also disguise the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I've come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element in the classroom. It's my daily mood that makes the weather. As a teacher, I possess a tremendous power to make a child's life miserable or joyous. I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration. I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal. In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis will be escalated or de-escalated and a child humanized or de-humanized.”Dr. Haim Ginott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Ginott's communications approach: &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never deny or ignore a child's feelings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only behavior is treated as unacceptable, not the child.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Depersonalize negative interactions by mentioning only the problem. "I see a messy room"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attach Rules to things, e.g., "Little sisters are not for hitting."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dependence breeds hostility. Let children do for themself what they can.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children need to learn to choose but within the safety of limits. "Would you like to wear this blue shirt or this red one?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Limit criticism to a specific event - don't say 'never', 'always', e.g. "You never listen learn," "You always manage to spill things", etc.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haim_Ginott"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;D-Thinker&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;I guess we can apply this to adults too, not just children. Though people are talked about by their colour  (or size) for we cannot describe people in talking about something, or losing the flow of something we are saying. Though it is the nature of light to have colour, and light shows us the path, but it is a very wide path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-8253341557872839232?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/8253341557872839232/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=8253341557872839232&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/8253341557872839232" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/8253341557872839232" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/zTamSXe1SMA/on-serious-moods.html" title="ON SERIOUS MOODS" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-serious-moods.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-2446580538977365683</id><published>2007-07-28T10:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T10:14:42.060+01:00</updated><title type="text">ON GOING NO WHERE IN LIFE</title><content type="html">434&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the meaning of purpose, but to find purpose? If we say it, we say what are we to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, aims are not purpose, but they are an expression of purpose. It is the most important things that are represented by purpose. It is the truth in ourselves that gives us the reason to have purpose, but then again the highest purpose, is simply being; the only true haven for the consciousness. And allowing the movement around of ourselves, to be a purpose for that movement: for one gravitates within oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many go here, and there; but we are not bees making honey. But we the bees that have become strangers - the bee that is trapped in a house with no garden, we have to look around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing to do in life is to do with purpose what one purposes to do.&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Casals&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-2446580538977365683?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/2446580538977365683/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=2446580538977365683&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/2446580538977365683" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/2446580538977365683" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/xclZijLH_WI/on-going-no-where-in-life.html" title="ON GOING NO WHERE IN LIFE" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-going-no-where-in-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7408753.post-4808057038691884505</id><published>2007-07-26T07:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T07:38:46.081+01:00</updated><title type="text">ON THE FIRST THING WE DO WHEN WE WAKE UP, OR THE LAST THING WE DO WHEN WE WAKE UP?</title><content type="html">433&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We represent our purpose.- We need not attempt to find a will to live; we wake up because we have a will. However, we survive because the biggest ambition is the smallest ambition. Small ambitions are actions, but big ambitions are not a will but only a plan, our will is not felt but it is behind our pulse, it is why we breathe… &lt;a href="http://theforbiddentruth.blogspot.com/"&gt;LINK TO SOURCE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMENTARY BY ME (WHO ELSE?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about trying too hard to wake up, if one is awake one is awake. The purpose of 433 is to find value in small actions. Yes, everybody values the will, it is a well-liked value in the work place, for a good will means good time keeping! Wrong, we do not create a will, it is already there, it can only be made through the humidity of small actions. There is a Samurai saying 'sleeping and awaking should be the same' and this is where the first spark for this aphorism came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/hope_is_a_waking_dream/222572.html"&gt;Hope is a &lt;b&gt;waking&lt;/b&gt; dream.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as5.gif" title="Author Popularity 10/10" alt="" align="middle" height="9" width="11" /&gt; &lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/aristotle/"&gt;Aristotle quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="sqb"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7408753-4808057038691884505?l=thinking-time.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/feeds/4808057038691884505/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7408753&amp;postID=4808057038691884505&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/4808057038691884505" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7408753/posts/default/4808057038691884505" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AThinkingDiary/~3/wSQxbX-EYgQ/on-first-thing-we-do-when-we-wake-up-or.html" title="ON THE FIRST THING WE DO WHEN WE WAKE UP, OR THE LAST THING WE DO WHEN WE WAKE UP?" /><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18013416955281708685" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thinking-time.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-first-thing-we-do-when-we-wake-up-or.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
