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<p align="center"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><strong>Matter, Spirit and  Imagination</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Matter – the world’s most abstract  word. Its basic definition: something that is perceivable by the senses,  either actually or theoretically. It is their presence (the particles  of what matter is made) outside our minds and independent of ourselves  that provides us with something to perceive. We do not actually perceive  the particles of which something is made but, we are assured, they are  perceivable. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">So what is meant by spirit? That which  is not matter – that which is immaterial. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">So to say that spirit is anything that  is not matter means we have no percipient access to it. The only way  we can say we perceive spirit is in a metaphorical sense. A spiritual  body can, by definition, never be a phenomenon.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">A question follows: What sort of things  are we aware of without supposing that we have perceived them? One answer  is, “Ourselves.” </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">You can’t think of spirit without thinking  of matter and vice versa. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Matter is always that of which I am conscious;  but correlative to it, at the opposite pole, is the “I” who am conscious.  Coleridge said it, “Matter is that of which there is consciousness,  but which is not itself conscious.” Spirit is not that which is perceived  but that which <em>is. </em>It is what we <em>are.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">What if the object being perceived happens  to be a fellow being? With a fellow being the same relation between  matter and spirit is there as is with me. I perceive her “matter”  and she likewise perceives my “matter.” But the perceiver is the  being. We know that what is important is the relation between the two  individual spirits, not the phenomena of the bodies, which is the “expression”  of the individual.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><em>Imagination as the bridge between  matter and spirit</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">One relation of matter and spirit –  polarity, the negation of one or the other</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Second relation of matter and spirit  – the present “expression” of spirit. Matter, particularly when  you are looking at another being, can become an image or picture of  the immaterial. When you see the matter showing a picture of the spirit  within, the resulting experience can be called “imagination.” Imagination  is a relation between spirit and matter that at once maintains and transcends  that contradiction between the two. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Mere perception – perception without  imagination – is the sword thrust between spirit and matter. It is  this type of perception, mere perception, that allowed Descartes to  partition all being into the mutually exclusive categories of extended  substance and thinking substance (another way of saying matter and spirit).</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Mere perception is not what we normally  do when we look at or listen to another being. We see her body and countenance  as a material picture of the immaterial; we look at her expression.  It is possible to look at the world of nature in the same way, as expression.  This is what the Romantic Movement did. It is in imagination that we  must look for the healing of the Cartesian thrust between matter and  spirit.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><em>Living in the gap</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">We live in that abrupt gap between matter  and spirit; we exist by virtue of it as autonomous, self-conscious individual  spirits, as free beings. Because our freedom and responsibility depend  on it, any way that involves disregarding the gap, or pretending it  is not there, is a way we take at our peril. Imagination is the rainbow  spanning the two precipices and linking them harmoniously together.  Imagination is a psychic or psychosomatic activity. “Mere perception”  is the gap between matter and spirit and cannot be the bridge across  itself. Science as it is now practiced can never bridge itself. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Goethe perceived nature as expression  of spirit. It is from this perspective he studied nature.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">To the extent that we experience another’s  spiritual activity in speech, in gesture, in the mobility of countenance,  and so on, in the same mode as our own – ant thus as if it were our  own – we are exercising moral imagination.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Spirit depends on matter not for its  being but for its expression. Incarnation is the way in which spirit  becomes evident through the senses to imagination. Death takes away  that part of our relation that was based on expression. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Since we can experience another spirit  only in the same mode that we experience ourselves, it follows that  communications of the dead can only come to us from within – arising  within us as events. The problem is that it is a subtle form of communication,  one that is very difficult to discern since it takes place without the  aid of expression, without the sturdy confidence we are given by the  gap between matter and spirit, because it occurs wholly on the spirit  side of the gap. We thus have to learn to distinguish between subject  and object, not just in the field of commonplace experience, where “object”  means matter and “subject” means ourselves. We have to distinguish  between subjective spirit and objective spirit, between that which is  merely ourselves and that which is another being <em>in</em> ourselves. </span></p>
<p align="center"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><strong>Self and Reality</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">We doubt pretty well everything, because  we doubt ourselves. Three existential questions representing various  fields of study:</span></p>
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">How did we get here? – often    studied by anthropology and biology</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Where do we go from here?    – often studied by those in empirical sciences and technologies</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Current art and literature    that focuses on the underlying question of “Who am I?” or “What    is humanity?” and answers it by the heavily somatic bias of the basic    assumptions of our time. </span></li>
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<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><em>Evolution of soma and psyche</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Medieval and premedieval time picture  the somatic and psychic components of the self as if connected by invisible  and immaterial threads with the world of notself that lay outside them.  The whole organism was one of many points of concentration of a field  of forces, and of the beings from whom the forces emanated, rather than  one object placed among other objects in a void.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">The modern view since the Scientific  Revolution entails totally different assumptions and feelings. The first  is that the dichotomy we commonly experience between the “public”  world of objects outside us and existing independently of us, on the  one hand, and the “private” world of our thoughts and feelings,  on the other, is a kind of illusion, or at all events, that the former  is “real” in a way that the latter is not. The second assumption  is that, from its own point of view, each individual “subject,”  each individual psyche, is isolated in its own private world of subjectivity,  of which one is as good or as bad as another. The first assumptions  can be called “reductionist” and the second, which springs from  it inevitably can be called “projectionist.” We end up with a prosopocentric  picture of each human person as a merely spatial center, psychically  as well as physically isolated from the outside world and from its fellow  units.<br />
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<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Contemporary art and literature are almost  wholly based on the projectionist assumption. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">The basic distinction between subject  and object is clearly not the same as the distinction between mind and  body. However, most people do not make this distinction in that they  don’t think about it. Simply as theory the notion that macroscopic  nature exists independently of man was already largely abandoned by  Descartes. Today its falsity is common knowledge to all specialists  concerned in any way with perception. The physicist, the neurologist,  the cerebral anatomist, the psychologist, all agree that the objects  we perceive and experience are at least mainly effects or constructs  of a subject or community of subjects. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Since all parts of the human body, perceived  or assumed to be perceivable, are themselves natural objects among other  natural objects, it is not enough to describe only <em>the organism </em> as psychosomatic. In other words, we ought not to say, as we look out  into the world and then down at our own bodies: “The behavior of this  organism is psychosomatic”; but rather: “nature as a whole (including  this organism) is psychophysical.” Why do we (and even scientists  when they are not studying this) so quickly forget this? It is from  force of habit. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><em>What is the root and how do we root  it out?</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">It is the habit of refusing to distinguish  what we cannot separate.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">We cannot pronounce indivisible what  we have not first, in thought, divided; for example, the word psychosomatic.  The long scientific principle of seeking to explain the who only from  its parts (reductionism) springs from the same root. The obverse of  this is the impulse to divide when we seek to distinguish.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">If we look at it squarely we are compelled  to regard objective existence as one correlative aspect of a perfect  reciprocal relation between subject and object – the one inseparable,  but not therefore indistinguishable. The same is true of “mind”  and “world.” But, instead of accepting this, we have been led to  set up a factitious objectivity and to reify a world of objects fancied  existing independently of any subject. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">We have been left with a ghostly subjectivity  of which we do not know what to make. It has led us to invent such a  term as “psychosomatic,” with the tacit assumption that the somatic  component of the organism came first in time and was determinative of  the evolution of the whole. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">We tend to place a break between our  own epidermis and the surrounding air. But both the body and the whole  of nature are psychophysical. The crucial break for establishing the  reality of the self is the break between the act of thinking and the  product of thought or of perception and thought. The more, therefore,  my thinking is my own act and the less it is mere “externally” induced,  passive reverie, by that the more I am an independent and responsible  self.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><em>Failure by scientists to think through  their assumptions</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">All the facts point to the truth that  reality resides in an ultimate, irreducible polarity between subject  and object, such as would naturally lead us to say: “Because I, and  other “I’s” exist, the familiar world around me exists.” But  what we mostly say is; “The familiar world around me exists, and therefore  I, too, seem to exist. (It is sometimes argued that either one of these  two positions is a valid conclusion from the premise of an irreducible  polarity between subject and object. Its fallacy lies in the circumstance  that the familiar world dissolves under analysis, or as the result of  reflection, whether philosophical, aesthetic, or scientific. We cannot  therefore, without absurdity, treat it as the <em>source </em> of that very analysis and reflection. Whereas, at the conclusion of  any process of analysis, reflection, or investigation, however prolonged,  the self remains what it was at the start: namely, that which is <em> doing </em>the analyzing, etc). </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Psychoanalysis is also erected on the  framework of which behaviorism is erected. Freud’s Oedipal complex  was more of a phylogenetic than an ontogenetic phenomenon. Freud said  that ontogenetically the cause lay “within,” in the psyche rather  than the soma. Nevertheless he continued to take it for granted that  the <em>root </em>cause must lie in an actual event, a physical event  – that it must, in fact, be somatically determined. The only way he  could do this was because he accepted as beyond question the overall  picture of a somatically determined psyche and a somatically determined  evolution. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">It is true to say that written or printed  language cannot be separated from its meaning without ceasing to be  language and becoming mere squiggles. The history of marble, or of a  particular piece of marble, is widely divergent form the history of  sculpture, or of that particular sculptor and his art. However far back  you trace the history of sculpture, you will not find it emerging from  the genealogical adventures of marble. So t is with the history of the  psychosomatic organism called man. If you wish to seek its history,  you must distinguish its components, because they have different histories  and different kinds of history. You must do that instead of introducing  the self-contradictory notion of a phylogenetic “memory.” </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">In our time the received picture of the  evolution of the earth prior to the appearance of <em>Homo sapiens,</em> or at all events of the higher animals, is one of an evolution of somatic  units with no psychic component. After the appearance of <em>Homo sapiens </em> it is an evolution of psychosomatic organisms somatically determined.  As against this, it has at all times been the evolution of a psychophysical  whole; and that after the appearance of <em>Homo sapiens </em> it became also the story of a changing reciprocal relation between the  psychic and the physical components. We can, if we choose, focus our  attention on that changing reciprocal relation: and it is the business  of anthropology, and some part of biology to do so. But we shall get  nowhere in the end if we are not prepared to accept that the two components  have distinguishable histories which can be separately traced. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">It is unclear whether such thinkers as  Mircea Eliade and Jung had a view of a world of subjectless objects.  Eliade could be taken either way. Huxley, among others, seems to want  to smuggle into a fundamentally Darwinian framework, the un-Darwinian  notion of something like an inherited or phylogenetic “memory.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">A viable and convincing picture of an  evolving self-consciousness is strangled at birth by this belief in  a world of subjectless objects. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><em>Enduring individuality</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">If self-consciousness can truly be said  to have grown, or evolved, from what it was in, say, 4000BC to what  it is in, say AD2000, then the same self must be assumed as present  in both periods. The verb “to evolve” must be predicated for it  to mean anything. In existential terms the process of evolution entails  the continued presence of what is evolving. When individuality itself  is conceived as evolving, this clearly will not do. It is not the same  species, but the same individual that must have persisted through the  successive embodiments that reveal its evolution to an observer –  becoming, in the process of transformation, gradually more recognizable  as its present self. At this point a biological severance of ontogenesis  from phylogenesis can no longer be maintained. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">If it indeed is a drive towards individuality  that constitutes the law of the direction of the evolutionary process  then the postulate of successive embodiments of one and the same individuality  is indispensable. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><em>Difference in views on reincarnation</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">The whole coloring of the Hindu/Buddhist  reincarnation tradition is a striving against individuality, with successive  embodiments being evidence of that failing. This is a striking difference  from Steiner’s (Lessing and others) Western approach that looks forward  to an “adult” status. “Why should not I return as often as I am  capable of acquiring fresh knowledge and further power? Do I achieve  so much in one sojourn as to make it not worth my while to return? Never!”  (Lessing)</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Part of this “adult” stance is to  think of entering more fully into life than of withdrawing into prenatal  bliss. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">The product of thought is psychosomatic,  so therefore, are the contents of our memory. The product has already  become inseparably united with the brain, nerves, and senses, which  are not the ultimate “we,” but are parts of the world. I acquire  a memory and a personality by uniting myself, somatically, with the  world. It is not the personality that persists, as a biological species  does, through successive embodiments but the individual ego. To distinguish  between the act of thinking and the product of thought is at the same  time to distinguish between the two components of the psychosomatic  organism – and to realize that, however inseparable they are during  embodiment, the somatic component is not “I” but is part of the  world. The personality is the psychosomatic unit. If it could survive  the dissolution of the body, it would not be that; it would be purely  psychic. But neither would it be that, if nothing survived the dissolution  of the body; it would be purely somatic. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><em>Handling criticisms of reincarnation</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Given we spend 1/3 of our life asleep  it is hardly open to an educated person to maintain that I only exist  because and so long as I am aware of myself as a personality. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">Most who speak of reincarnation emphasize  the incarnate periods of existence and say little or nothing about the  disincarnate periods. Steiner emphasizes the importance/value of the  disincarnate periods for the evolution of the individual.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">A useful example of the forgotten chain  of former lives which are threading together to form the ultimate transbiographical  individual – we do not remember most of the experiences growing up  (particularly as a small child) that have linked together, particularly  on the thread of language, to form our current human personality, for  which memory is the indispensible unifying factor; though without the  forgotten experiences the personality would not be what it is.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">All of our current memory is part of  our build-in psychosomatic unit. It is not transbiographical but only  biographical. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">What’s the point if we can’t remember?  Actually, remembering would limit us. “The ideal scholar is one who  remembers everything but understands nothing. If he does not remember  everything he is less than a scholar; if he understands something, he  is more than a scholar.” If we retain and reproduce too easily we  may have no time or energy left to produce. Producing is our own act  in a way that reproducing is not, and even understanding, as every schoolteacher  knows, is an act. It can be assisted and “called forth,” but it  cannot be imparted. How much of our own capacity to act depends on the  gaps and interruptions (including the interruptions of sleep) that break  up the smooth flow of memory? It is because of the fleeting nature of  our thoughts, perceptions, and memories that we are not determined by  them, but free.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">If the self had to rely on our present  experience for its being we should be mere bundles of stimulated behavior.  We experience our freedom in the fleeting present. We are real beings  because we have an immemorial past and have slowly evolved to become  what we are.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">To remember an experience is one thing;  to recognize a fact is another. The moment we can recognize the fact  of previous lives without the memory of them, we guarantee our freedom  and our competence to steer; we become free spirits deep-rooted in the  past and responsible to it, growing thence towards the future and responsible  for it.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;">The two questions, “Where do we go  from here?” and “How did we get here?” though they are readily  distinguishable in thought, will be found to be inseparable for practical  purposes.</span>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Georgian film I highly recommend.

Summary: The day after the fumeral of Varlam Aravidze, the mayor of a small Georgian town, his corpse turns up in his son&#8217;s garden and is secretly reburied. But the corpse keeps returning, and the police eventually capture a local woman accusing her of digging it up. She says that [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A Georgian film I highly recommend.</p>
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<p>Summary: The day after the fumeral of Varlam Aravidze, the mayor of a small Georgian town, his corpse turns up in his son&#8217;s garden and is secretly reburied. But the corpse keeps returning, and the police eventually capture a local woman accusing her of digging it up. She says that Varlam should never be laid to rest, as when he was alive he was responsible for a Stalin-like reign of terror that led to the disappearance of many of her friends.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s my response to these questions about the film:</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">1. Describe your impressions of the surreal spaces and places in the film. Describe how the surreal locations and elements interact with “real” locations in the film. What do you think the director is trying to convey through the use of surreal and real places in the film?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">2. How are moral themes (such as guilt and repentance) represented spatially, embodied, symbolized?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">How is the creation of collective memories connected to particular places and rituals in the film?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">How are spaces and places implicated in remembering and forgetting?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">3. Find a poem, quote or passage (or write your own) that reflects your understanding of particularly Georgian notions of space/place and identity as they were portrayed in the film and explain.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">The surreal and real images in the film are used as dialectics, a juxtaposing of symbols to evoke a polyphonic, negotiated, and complex narrative. Abuladze creates a “thirdspace,” in the film to express his themes. He capitalizes on the tension provided by the incongruent symbols and places to create a film that dwells in the negotiating, middle space. Edward Soja explains, “[Thirdspace] is the creation of another mode of thinking about space that draws upon the material and mental spaces of the traditional dualism but extends well beyond them in scope, substance and meaning” (Soja, 11). <span> </span>There is a nuclear reactor in the church; Varlam is both dead and alive (he seduces Guliko to dance around his coffin, he places a fish bone on his son’s lap). The surreal images create a world of themselves, one with its own logic, universal and beyond time. Varlam dominates a world outside of history; he lives in a green garden with medieval guards protecting him. Sandro and Nino try to flee by burying themselves under the earth, but there is no escape from Varlam’s all encompassing world. The film’s narrative, symbols and place are understandable as universal symbols but are at the same time uniquely and narrowly Georgian. This dialectic further extends the thirdspace of the film. Soja quotes Bhabha,</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">The third cinema is located in the margins and ‘it is from the affective experience of social marginality that we must conceive a political strategy of empowerment and articulation…it is in the inter- the cutting edge of translation and negotiation, the in-between space-that carries the burden of the meaning of culture’ (Soja, 141)</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Varlam is the symbol of evil in the world, but also a particular Georgian father. The need to repent and redress sins of the past is framed in particularly Georgian notions of reverence for the dead, burial and history. The church is a universal symbol and has particular meaning in Georgia and for Georgians. Abuladze is negotiating Georgian identity as a marginal group, as part of the periphery, not as true Russians or Soviets. What has Varlam destroyed of Georgia in the name of a great cause? He crucifies Sandro and blows up the church (Georgia). He destroys Georgian history and creates a world beyond it.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Characters, places and symbols have the quality of both a material manifestation and the ideal they represent. Keith Basso explains in <span style="text-decoration: underline;">Wisdom Sits in Places</span>, “Familiar places are experienced as inherently meaningful, their significance and value being found to reside in (and, it may seem, to emanate from) the form and arrangement of their observable characteristics” (Basso, 108). For example the church is a material place and the embodiment of the Georgian nation and a symbol. Keti tells us that Varlam is not dead during her trial. His flesh is the embodiment of a symbol/idea that Keti wants to expose. Abuladze is playing with our notions of separate objects and ideas. Qualities are so deeply incorporated in objects (people/places) that they cannot be separated (Basso, 108). Varlam is the devil, Sandro is Christ, the Church is the Georgian nation.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">This “inherent meaning” and “inseparable quality” is most powerfully illustrated by Varlam’s death, burial and exhumation by Keti. As Tengiz Buachidze wrote, “Veneration and remembrance of the dead lie at the core of basic Georgian traditions and values, the cornerstone of their historic survival.” Burial and funerals are powerful means to remember and protect the dead; they represent the past and are holy. Keti is denying the memory of Varlam (his place in history) by digging him up. She is violating his holiness. Keti has to prove “Varlam worthy of treatment which only Satan or a great villain could deserve” (Christensen, 166). By burying Varlam we are condoning the past. Keti says that Varlam is not dead; his memory, ideal, what he embodies lives on. Barbara Hooper writes, “The whole of social space proceeds from the body.” (Soja, 113). <span> </span>The only way to “repent,” to acknowledge his crimes, to move forward, to understand our space is to physically exhume Varlam. Varlam’s social space has to be changed and reclaimed. He must not rest in peace, he must not remain holy, and he must not be allowed to “dwell” in the earth. He must be removed from Georgian soil; ripped from Georgian hearts/motherland/earth. Abel pronounces Varlam’s judgment by removing the father from Georgian soil, from <span style="font-family: Sylfaen;" lang="GEO/KAT">მთაწმინდა (</span>the holy mountain<span style="font-family: Sylfaen;" lang="GEO/KAT">)</span>.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Our art is a way of being dazzled by truth; the light on the grotesquely grimacing retreating face is true, and nothing else. – Kafka</em><em><span style="font-family: Sylfaen;" lang="GEO/KAT"></span></em></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong>ELEGY</strong><strong><span lang="GEO/KAT">- </span>Vazha Pshavela</strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>O heart, in dreams I behold thee,</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>In toils of despair and of pain.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Thy throbbings are wrung by emotions</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>That torture the heart and the brain.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>The sun and the moon shine no longer,</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>The world lies in darkling and gloom,</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>And my life nursed by grief and by sorrow</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Is shrouded in darkness and doom.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Thus tortured with madness of dreaming,</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>I curse all my past and my life;</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>And the heart embittered and weary</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Wants but to be freed from the strife.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>&#8216;Tis torture to live in a land where</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>The faith of one&#8217;s sires is profaned,</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Where honour and justice have fallen,</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Where freedom in darkness is chained.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>O where are the deeds of true valour</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Our past and our heritage claim?</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Thou phantom of glory rise from thy</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Grave where is buried thy fame.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>O breathe in me, Georgia, the epic</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>And life-giving fires of thy might!</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Infuse in me strength for the struggle;</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>In pride let my falchion gleam bright.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>May the bosom that nursed me to manhood</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Curse and blast me fore&#8217;er if I fall.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>O my heart, that is aching, have courage,</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>Fight on, though in agony&#8217;s thrall!</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em><span style="font-style: normal;">Identity is inscribed in tangible time and place. It is anchored, rooted in the soil, revealed in the sun and the moon. The glory of the past is buried in a grave. Georgia (the place; location of dwelling) confers strength, life giving fires-it is the bosom that nurses’ one to manhood; faith is found in one’s sires. </span></em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em><span style="font-style: normal;">Georgia</span></em><em><span style="font-style: normal;"> (the place; location of dwelling) is inherently meaningful; its significance resides within it (Basso, 108). Sires, heritage and the past are buried in Georgian soil. The soil (the place; the location of dwelling, manifested here as earth) gives meaning to the present; courage to the weary heart. The present is profane and dark, without honour, justice and valour. Keti will not allow Varlam to be buried and sanctified, to become a sire (to dwell in the past-to be located in Georgian soil).</span></em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em><span style="font-style: normal;">The truth is grotesque in the film and causes stumbling when it is exhumed. But this pain is necessary for the past to remain holy and life giving- for Georgia to remain pure.</span></em></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><em>The true way is along a rope that is not spanned high in the air, but only just above the ground. It seems intended more to cause stumbling than to be walked along. –Kafka</em></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Brief review of Gaston Bachelard&#8217;s The Poetics of Space
Bachelard writes, “All really inhabited space bears the essence of the notion of home&#8230; the sheltered being gives perceptible limits to his shelter. He experiences the house in its reality and in its virtuality, by means of thought and dreams.” (313) 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal">A Brief review of Gaston Bachelard&#8217;s <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=BxNIdGr_FOwC&amp;dq=bachelard+poetics+of+space&amp;ei=WuXGSLMSgdrKBM7-tZMB&amp;client=firefox-a" target="_blank">The Poetics of Space</a></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Bachelard writes, “All really inhabited space bears the essence of the notion of home&#8230; the sheltered being gives perceptible limits to his shelter. He experiences the house in its reality and in its virtuality, by means of thought and dreams.” (313)<span> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The Poetics of Space focuses on our experience of the home (which is a metaphor for all truly inhabited spaces/places) and how our perceptions of it create our daydreams, memories and thoughts (and the reciprocal- how our daydreams, memories and thoughts create the home).<span> </span>He looks at the lived-in, human experience of home in order to point us towards its essence, which can be found in dreams (and has been lost in the distant past). By using (day)dreams we are exposed to the immemorial domain of the home “beyond man’s earliest memory” which “illuminate[s] the synthesis of immemorial and recollected.” (313). This provides the basis that we use to understand the essence of home.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">He describes aspects of the house such as the attic and cellar as well as spaces such as nooks and corners and relates them to our understanding of the world. The house is a group of immemorial and embodied images which give us the basis for understanding. He writes, “<em><span style="font-style: normal;">Our house is our corner of the world. As has often been said, it is our first universe, a real cosmos in every sense of the word.” The rationality of the attic is opposed to the irrationality (unconscious) of the cellar. </span></em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">This article was magical and captivating, providing deep insights, such as using daydreams to understand the essence of home. This idea (and Bachelards article in general) clarified and gave voice to my own semiconscious musings on the notion of space, place and home. Bachelard illuminated the essence of intimate/meaningful space and place (and our experience of it) using the home as a vehicle for understanding.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was so relieved to find a section in my reading for grad school on Cartesian Anxiety. It appears that I am not alone in my polarized thinking:
The anxiety is best put as a dilemma: either we have a fixed and stable foundations for knowledge, a point where knowledge starts, is grounded, and rests, or [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was so relieved to find a section in <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Embodied-Mind-Cognitive-Science-Experience/dp/0262720213/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1219951032&amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank">my reading</a> for grad school on <a href="vhttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cartesian_anxiety">Cartesian Anxiety</a>. It appears that I am not alone in my polarized thinking:</p>
<blockquote><p>The anxiety is best put as a dilemma: either we have a fixed and stable foundations for knowledge, a point where knowledge starts, is grounded, and rests, or we cannot escape some sort of darkness, chaos, and confusion. Either there is absolute grounds for foundations or everything falls apart&#8230; This feeling of anxiety arises from the craving for an absolute ground. When this craving cannot be satisfied, the only other possibility seems to be nihilism or anarchy.</p></blockquote>
<p>This is how I feel all the time! It&#8217;s the pendulum swinging from one extreme to the other, from order to chaos. The trick is to find a balance between both like the Universe: ordered chaos, chaotic order.</p>
<p>Easier said than done, of course. I was just happy to see my personal existential validated in writing.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[From &#8220;Canvas&#8221;&#8211; Creative Arts Magazine, 2007
Thersites Watching
By Rosemary Pennington
Thersites sits, watching the men walk by
Men arrayed with steel and iron
And their own virility.
He sits and watches all this
And shakes his head,
Lost in thought,
Lost in meaning.
He will not fight this fight,
Oh, no.
He’s had enough of causes,
Thersites has.
His shoulders bow from battles long since lost/
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>From &#8220;Canvas&#8221;&#8211; Creative Arts Magazine, 2007</p>
<p>Thersites Watching</p>
<p>By Rosemary Pennington</p>
<p>Thersites sits, watching the men walk by<br />
Men arrayed with steel and iron<br />
And their own virility.<br />
He sits and watches all this<br />
And shakes his head,<br />
Lost in thought,<br />
Lost in meaning.</p>
<p>He will not fight this fight,<br />
Oh, no.<br />
He’s had enough of causes,<br />
Thersites has.<br />
His shoulders bow from battles long since lost/<br />
His knees bend under the burden of death<br />
And destruction he carries.<br />
Oh, no, Thersites will not go into battle again.<br />
Not for love.<br />
Or money.<br />
Or fame.</p>
<p>Once, he dreamed of honor,<br />
Just as the men he watches do now.<br />
Once he thought he knew valor<br />
And what it meant to be alive.<br />
To feel the steel in your hands<br />
To aim<br />
And to fire.<br />
To deal death the way a croupier<br />
Deals cards.<br />
He knows better now.</p>
<p>He has been beaten<br />
By men he once thought his betters<br />
But who he now realizes<br />
Are just men.<br />
Just flesh and blood and bone<br />
As he is flesh and blood and bone.<br />
He has called them what they are…<br />
Cowards, liars, greedy,<br />
And not regretted it.<br />
Even as bones broke<br />
And ribs bruised<br />
He does not regret pointing out their hypocrisy.</p>
<p>So, now, Thersites sits and watches.<br />
He watches the hypocrites,<br />
As they speak of honor with one mouth<br />
And whisper of wealth with another.<br />
He watches as they work their army<br />
Into a frenzy of hatred.</p>
<p>He shakes his head</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[I read this at Diary of a Daoist Hermit today and it is so appropriate for the recent leg of my journey:
One of those key Daoist concepts that take a lifetime to understand is that of &#8220;pu&#8221;. Usually, this is translated as &#8220;the uncarved block&#8221;. The reference is to a piece of wood that has [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I read this at <a href="http://urbanecohermit.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Diary of a Daoist Hermit</a> today and it is so appropriate for the recent leg of my journey:</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">One of those key Daoist concepts that take a lifetime to understand is that of &#8220;pu&#8221;. Usually, this is translated as &#8220;the uncarved block&#8221;. The reference is to a piece of wood that has not yet been shaped by some craftsman into some image. Unlike other religions or philosophies that seek to mold the believer into some form or another, the ideal in Daoism is for a person to find him or herself in their innate, spontaneous reality.</p>
<p>Of course, it is a lot more difficult to do than to say. For example, no one comes to a specific place in their life without having had a wide range of influences already impressed upon them. Where do those old impressions leave off and where does the original nature begin? We can try to discern our original nature, but this doesn&#8217;t just happen without some effort. How can one tell the difference between a process that is stripping away outside influences from one that is imposing a new one?</p>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 20:45:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am doing Byron Katie&#8217;s Work for a class and I thought I&#8217;d share:

Judge-Your-Neighbor
1. Who angers, confuses, saddens or disappoints you, and why? What is it about them that you don’t like?
I don’t like her because she refuses to connect with me, has no remorse for what happened with him, acts like a sneaky witch [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am doing Byron Katie&#8217;s Work for a class and I thought I&#8217;d share:</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">Judge-Your-Neighbor</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">1. Who angers, confuses, saddens or disappoints you, and why? What is it about them that you don’t like?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">I don’t like her because she refuses to connect with me, has no remorse for what happened with him, acts like a sneaky witch every time I see her, continues to pursue him, and is mean to my friend. I am confused about why she is hanging around. I am disappointed that she won’t be vulnerable enough for us to get some closure around this. I am angry that she makes me angry.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">2. How do you want them to change? What do you want them to do?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">I want her to sincerely apologize for her actions. I want her to stop pursuing him. I want her to be nicer to my friend. I want her to stop sleeping with every guy she meets. I want her to stop being my shadow.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">3. What is it that they should or shouldn’t do, be, think, or feel? What advice could you offer?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">She should stop being a sneaky bitch. She should stop acting like a remorseless skank. She should feel compassion for the people whose lives she is effing with. She should think I am way better than her and that she could never steal him away. She shouldn’t think she has a prayer at Teacher Training. She should be afraid of me and try to make me like her.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">4. Do you need anything from them? What do they need to do in order for you to be happy?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">I need her to stay the hell away from him. I need for her to make even the slightest effort to be my friend. I need for her to stop being sneaky. I need for her to stop creating conflict in order to get attention. I need for all of my friends to hate her.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">5. What do you think of them? Make a list.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">She is sneaky. She is a slut. She is worthless. She is a bitch. She is not trustworthy. She is a coward. She preys on people in weak positions. She is a complete bum. She is fake.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">6. What is it that you don’t want to experience with that person again?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">I don’t want to feel dirty when I look her in the eye. I don’t want to feel like she is an unpredictable psychotic snake. I don’t want to feel like I’m not good enough if she is with him. I don’t want to feel like a fool. I don’t want to feel like she doesn’t give a shit about herself or anyone else.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Inquiry: <em>I don’t like her because she refuses to connect with me.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">1. Is it true?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">I don’t know. I tell myself it is true. I tell myself that if she would make an effort to open up, I would see something good in her and start to like her. I’m not sure that is true. I think I don’t like her because she is terrible in every way and it baffles me that anyone would like her or that he would be stupid enough to be with her so then I feel like I am not good enough. Like if my friends can like a wench like her, they clearly have terrible judgment and so their approval is worthless in propping up my ego. That’s just great. Good heavens.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">2. Can I absolutely know that it’s true?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">No. I have no idea why I hate her so much. It is irrational and confusing.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">3. How do I react when I think the thought?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">I feel like I am trying too hard and I’m embarrassed. I feel self-righteous, like everything is her fault. I feel smug because I am such a gracious connector to stoop to her level and try to be friends. I feel safe because I know she will not try to connect with me. I feel popular because this story is very useful in making my friends like me better than her. I feel sneaky because I am not being totally honest with anyone and it is all for my personal gain.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">4. Who would I be without that thought?</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;">I would be more honest and genuine. I would be closer to my truth. I would not be tricking my friends. I would not be so concerned with other people’s approval. I would be more free. I would take responsibility for my own refusal to connect with her.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">5. Turn it around.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"><em>I don’t like </em><strong>myself</strong><em><strong> </strong>because she refuses to connect with me.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"><em>I don’t like her because </em><strong>I</strong><em> refuse to connect with </em><strong>her</strong><em>.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"><em>I </em><strong>do</strong><em><strong> </strong>like her because she refuses to connect with me.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"><em>I don’t like </em><strong>myself</strong><em><strong> </strong>because </em>I<em> refuse to connect with </em><strong>her</strong><em>.</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"><em>I don’t like </em><strong>myself</strong><em><strong> </strong>because </em>I<em> refuse to connect with </em><strong>myself</strong><em>.</em></p>
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		<title>Questions about Time</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 11:04:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I just learned about Living Time, by Maurice Nicoll. Here are some questions he poses in the book
What do we think about time?
We exist in a world that we do not understand in the least. What is nature? What is time? What is space? What are we?
We take all for granted. We do not face [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just learned about <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0394726995/zenpop" target="_blank">Living Time</a>, by Maurice Nicoll. Here are some questions he poses in the book</p>
<p>What do we think about time?<br />
We exist in a world that we do not understand in the least. What is nature? What is time? What is space? What are we?<br />
We take all for granted. We do not face any real issues in our thinking but catch hold of some ready-made opinion. Do we ever get used to the mystery of <em>time</em>, for instance? Is not the problem of time always in the background of our minds although we can never really think about it? Consider the strange experience that a person <em>was</em> but <em>is</em> no more. Consider our childhood and death. Where is all that which has become <em>was</em>, and all that <em>will</em> be? What is this strange <em>now</em> and <em>then</em>, which when perceived together cause the mind to tremble on the verge of new meaning?</p>
<p>Thanks to my new favorite blog: <a href="http://www.astroinquiry.com/" target="_blank">Astro Inquiry</a> for the info. Check out his recommended books!</p>
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		<title>Letting Go</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 19:40:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My brain seems to have coalesced enough to share the tale of my Tuesday night.
I&#8217;ve been in a very existential, unstable mood lately. On Tuesday night things came to a head. I was lying in bed when all of a sudden I started convulsing. It started in my back. I could not control it. It was [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My brain seems to have coalesced enough to share the tale of my Tuesday night.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve been in a very existential, unstable mood lately. On Tuesday night things came to a head. I was lying in bed when all of a sudden I started convulsing. It started in my back. I could not control it. It was as if I had let go and my body had taken on a life of it&#8217;s own. Then my hands stared moving on their own, my face, my shoulder, my legs, everything was twitching in turn. Then noises began to arise from my throat. The noises began to form words and even sentences! There I am watching this whole thing, totally unable to control it.</p>
<p>This was both scary and exciting. At one point I started growling &#8220;I&#8217;ll f-ing kill you.&#8221; Very <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ewu1laA2nmI" target="_blank">Linda Blair</a>. At another point my hips very shaking to a beat and I was singing, &#8220;I am dancing, I am dancing.&#8221; All kinds of crazy things arose. This went on for two hours!</p>
<p>My friend D is into Adyashanti and his true <a href="http://www.adyashanti.org/index.php?file=writings_inner&amp;writingid=12" target="_blank">meditation practice</a>. D has been having experiences like mine for over a year. He says it&#8217;s a normal part of awakening. I don&#8217;t know. All I know is that something in my consciouness has been nudged and all sorts of strangeness is manifesting because of it.</p>
<p>If anyone else has had this experience PLEASE contact me.</p>
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