-- 07.02 GMT The back corner field. A and the first lamb and sister are
found by my eyes ten minutes old, struggle intaking cold air; exhaling
warm and steamy breath...what an exchange...I will the nearest one
'stand'...and it raises its head, stretching, reaching - it was half way
there, and fell back down...my mind was carried east ;-(
>The predominant salt NaCl in the sea bears witness to this high
>reactivity as our tears witness it too. Our crying does not bring pure
>sodium Na and pure chlorine Cl forth, but NaCl -- ordinary salt which is
>the "strange attractor" for Na and Cl. At de Lange
"Only in mankind is love conserved in the distinguishment of his own self
reflectivity. In our mostly unconscious giantism there is escape from any
trap; time differences do not operate as time differences silence and
sound mean nothing as even time dis/appears. Yet, still how brilliantly
close in the language - is the flow of coordinations of coordinations of
con/sensual behaviours - witness emergence of conversation / conservation.
Conversation meandering in deepening flow "That's the recursion!"
changefulness at every point self reflecting ~~~~~~ Snip . Rick thinks
upon a recursive thought, 'Then thinking is self conversation. Reflection
is self conversation.' Andrew thinks upon a recursed and recursing
thought, ' Then thinking as self-conversation is self-conservation.'
Triple looped recurses -- who will measure me in my self
conservation/conversation -- who goes there? -- knock knock! Where is the
gift in all this for the me/we of Muhamed Ali? Care to share your love in
learning -- beyond our pretences of privileged access to how things are --
you can (choose to) live without demands. Maturana is explicit -- We all
construct a world floating on a background of which we cannot speak. Senge
says that the background is becoming our foreground. Maturana offers us
that --languaging is conserved in the learning of children.
Memory is a funny thing ;-)
At, you will understand ... I cried at the sight of it, and the site of
it. Hence the above re-collection, and then I couldn't contain myself in
joy, so I went to a neighbours house and told her..." go see."
- Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often his gold complexion is dimm'd,
And every fair from fair sometimes declines,
By chance or natures changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest,
Nor shall death brag thou wandrest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest,
-- So long as men can breath or eyes see
-- So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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