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Two poems by Nicanor Parra
I do feel as though I have experienced a little of what it's like, mentally, to die. From a young age, I had grand mal and petit mal seizures (they thought, due to epilepsy, but was really a condition of low blood pressure), and with the grand mal there was this interesting "tunneling" effect, as my vision grew dim, just before I passed out. Coming back to, I felt as though I had had amnesia, but that I had not been completely "out." I had the sense--every single time it happened--that I had been dreaming "hard;" in the way that you wake up from sleep, and feel you have been worn out by dreaming. I always sensed that in this "dreaming" while unconscious, I lived another life, was another person, or perhaps the same person, but in a completely different life, or circumstances. It could have been that I was stuck in past memories, recycling through what seemed unfamiliar as I transitioned back to consciousness...there is more to add, but ask me privately, and I'll tell you there. Grant confessed: "...in the desert, with the aid of some Oregon caps, I thought I talked to god." Hey, doll, what are "Oregon caps?" I could google, but find your explanations of things so much more entertaining ;)— April 29, 2010 2:01 p.m.
Tokyo Decadence
As a City College English grammar tutor in 1991... a2z, we may have worked together!— April 29, 2010 1:47 p.m.
...happy hump day...
"The irony here is that mentaltwist is so clever a voyeur that he has made voyeurs of us all!" You may feel free to use that for the book jacket. ;)— April 29, 2010 2:21 a.m.
Two poems by Nicanor Parra
re: #24: "People who have experimented with LSD have been said to come close to the meaning of our existence. Our minds must first be opened in order to absorb that which is not fathomable to what little of our minds actually are open." Yeah, but Grant--and your post was beautifully written--what does that mean, exactly? --"the meaning of existence." Is this a phrase anyone uses with any amount of seriousness? It just backends you into an *endless* series of familiar contradictions, though they can be exploited for fun and profit ;)— April 29, 2010 12:57 a.m.
Two poems by Nicanor Parra
Thanks, nan! Coming from you, that means quite a lot ;) I wrote poetry in my twenties, with only a few attempts at verse (forced, in school) before that. I quit after a nervous breakdown in '98, and just never went back. Wrote short stories as well--mmm, not as well, actually ;) Have just put any framing poetic ideas or images that have come along since into a sentence here and there.— April 29, 2010 12:50 a.m.
...happy hump day...
This blog [entry] should have been titled "Option C, Plan A." There is something very David Foster Wallace about the secret-thoughts theme in general--just for me, too random to be valid criticism... I love it. We have a secret camera into mentaltwist's office drama, including closeups on transitional moments in characters' thoughts. What do you think, regular readers? Come out, come out, wherever you are ;) Let's analyze: a). what makes it so damn creeeepy creepenstein b). still impossible not to look, like a slo mo car wreck c). Whether or not "you" will ever respond to/approach narrator without playing some kind of game, or with more candor than just suggestive gestures at the copier? ;)— April 28, 2010 10:51 p.m.
..ATOT...
Yes, I forgot to add that "a post can be anything. Hence the misunderstanding." That is what was supposed to be up there, anyway. Yes nan it's fun *especially* when I spend zero time editing my post on the thread to mentaltwist's blog post! Eeek! ;)— April 28, 2010 10:37 p.m.
..ATOT...
I cannot be forced to read all of this between Balzac and CF (I say Balzac, because that's who your new iconic little self looks like jayallen! Cool!) A blog, a post, a thread... I teach online, so will add my understanding of your misunderstanding: The thread is technically the comment "thread" leading from the blog entry (blog as a whole being the thematic. here, mentaltwist's blog is called "mentaltwist." Mine is called "Banker's Hill/Mercy Outpatient"). However, the thread has also been used to designate the entire thing, both the comments and the initial text upon which comments are made (blog post). A post is a single comment made to that thread. However, a blog post could also refer to the current entry for the blog--hence your misunderstanding. And yes, 'Internet' language is still young, as is that of 'Web sites.' I realize it's a losing battle, and not one I particularly care about, but capitalization still counts for both these terms. ;) Mentaltwist's query: "how many different ways can you twist me up?" seems a propos today... ;)— April 28, 2010 3:22 p.m.
Letters
Uhhhhhh, what's up, doc? You know, I am not even sure this is serious--the writer does not demonstrate the kind of intelligence one might expect from the incisive mind of a physician--there is a lot of careless repetition of subjects, as though this person hasn't been that familiar or comfortable with a pen--much less a surgeon's knife. Dorian has a literacy-challenged enemy of some kind, with extremely poor taste. That's about all you can gather from this--a "hit on the medical community?" Come on. Wacka wacka, doc!— April 28, 2010 2:51 p.m.
I Want William Shatner
Neither Northern nor Canadians are not widely known for their sexiness. Eastern (French)? Bien sur que _Oui_! ;)— April 28, 2010 1:03 a.m.