The scale on which we can happily live is given by our own embodied being. It is the scale of feet and hands and eyes, the scale of what we can see and touch, and walk towards. It is the scale of beauty, which must always recognizably reflect our own proportions. Beyond this scale, we quite literally take leave of our senses and arrive at something which is ultimately monstrous and inhuman. What we can love, what we can know, what can be beautiful for us, all depend on there being a limit, “a certain measure,” Kohr says. Smallness is good because it is necessary, and necessary because it is the only scale on which we can actually grasp the world around us.

An analogist is really very theological because he assumes there is only one law. No one used more analogies than Jesus. And that was his impact. Because things we do not understand in one dimension and which we are unfamiliar with in economics, we can understand in another dimension.

While the boys of �?Ata have been consigned to obscurity, Golding’s book is still widely read. Media historians even credit him as being the unwitting originator of one of the most popular entertainment genres on television today: reality TV. “I read and reread Lord of the Flies ,” divulged the creator of hit series Survivor in an interview. It’s time we told a different kind of story. The real Lord of the Flies is a tale of friendship and loyalty;

We’ve got very strong prejudices against what we call child labor, which have historical roots in the nineteenth-century exploitation in the sweatshops. But this needn’t be the case. I think we’re still living in the shadow of that nineteenth-century exploitation, so it’s hard to see whether the idea of protecting children by keeping them out of the workplace has any meaning anymore. Maybe if we broke that down we’d go back to the exploitation, or maybe if we broke it down we could find a much more harmonious way of making less of a distinction between work and play, childhood and adulthood, learning and teaching.

I wasn't a noble child resisting tyrannical teachers. No, I loved the game of fear and humiliation and played like the masters.

I wanted to learn about the adult world, but was restricted to a world which adults believed children wanted.

It's the problem with needing to be a follower of someone in order to understand them. I can see comprehension being achievable with effort, but I can also see putting in that effort in order achieve comprehension, and then immediately awakening to the fact I won't get that time back. Hence, I'm going roll with apprehension.

To be patient yet to be quick yet to never be in a hurry.

I’m not saying you should develop the personality of Melvin the Paranoid Android from Hitchhiker’s Guide, but any idea that requires you to smile UNTIL you are happy, rather than BECAUSE you are happy, just can’t be a good.

We live in a world where the people in charge know they are being lied to virtually all of the time by their underlings, even if they can hardly complain because their underlings have been trained to always be positive and to never present senior management with problems, unless those ‘problems’ are referred to as opportunities after having been covered in a mountain of sugar.

Based upon their faith — in a lord who died as one forsaken by God — they argue that, even in the midst of hell, God is to be found in solidarity with the godforsaken.

that ever unique boundary-making limit within which each community can engage in discussion about what ought to be allowed and what ought to be excluded.

intrepid commenter

An awful lot has got to go right overnight for you to get to see the light of a new day

it is much more rewarding to engage with art if you look at how it makes you think that just looking for if you like it

Imagine a post in a featureless desert – and you put all your effort into running from it. Obviously there’s less structure and direction the the 360 degrees of possible ways you can go, compared to if you see that post on the horizon and make it your business to run towards it. As a general rule in life, run towards the light rather than away from the darkness.

That is the way of youth, to borrow from others in the early days, experience of life gives you the hinterland to find your own way of storytelling.

in this case someone who is under-appreciated and over-achieving and constantly feels disrespected.

his escape to virtual reality afforded by an embedded earpiece, like a tiny, protective shell for some kind of inside-out hermit crab.

The principal problem would seem to be that in present day economies, a great many luxuries and amusements, which properly belong in a secondary economy, are sold so as to acquire the necessities of life generated in the primary economy. There are artists and authors and musicians who earn their daily crust through their art. This means that it has become a matter of necessity for people to make and sell luxuries. And it never ought to be necessary to perform such unnecessary work.

Play is thought of as the opposite of "work." Yet under the existing order play is officially allowed only children and the workers of play-as-spectacle, which is not play. It is reified through the professionalization of select people as "athletes," "artists" or "entertainers." These physical, creative activities are reserved for "professionals," who must sell the product of their "play" as spectacle.

he can draw the things that are impossible to draw: fire, beams of light, thunderbolts, flashes and sheets of lightening, and the so-called clouds on the wall, feelings, attitudes, the mind revealed by the carriage of the body, almost the voice itself.  All this he can do just with lines in the right place, and those lines all black!

which is perhaps why a medieval monk, illuminating one capital letter for months, say, was living as full a life as Brother Busymitts, who rushed through a dozen in an hour.

More sternly, in a mood of utmost reverence, they recognize that what you bring to the act of perception is often just as important as what you perceive.

There is no need, therefore, to despise, no need even to feel pity for months or years of life sacrificed in some minimal enquiry: say, the study of some uninspired medieval text and its fumbling dialect

curation

Comment-forms are dropping off blogs like vestigial tails.

We want the words. We want words that have been lovingly prepared, and agonised over. We want them when they’re ready, not served up haphazardly with artificial deadlines and incomplete information. Our interconnected world changes so rapidly, and there’s a corresponding glut of disposable publishing, and writing, and even thinking. That might not be a bad thing in itself, but it’s not what fires the imagination (and opens the wallet) of the discerning reader.

Making sense of presence invokes the full sense of the living human body in continuous seeking to understand another who cannot be fixed in any particular representations.  In making sense of presence, sense is integrated and processed in mutually interacting networks of cells encompassing from the most direct physical transformation of stimuli to the most abstract cognitive processing.

base, ignoble

Dust is the stuff of their kind, the Gods of the Copybook Headings.

I can imagine an equally true fable in which the ant, who spends his summer in grim preparations and resists all the grasshopper's invitations for fun, romance, and enlightenment, is stepped on before the first snowflake falls. The grasshopper attempts to comfort him in his final moments, but the ant sadly reflects that he now wished he had spent some of his time enjoying life. Life is short and death comes quickly to all regardless of preparations, so it's all the more important to use the time well.

Human tools allowed humans to at one time hold spades, at other times to hold swords, and again to hold paddles, as circumstances required.

Dr. Campbell says, "The more general the terms are, the picture is the fainter; the more special they are, 'tis the brighter."

They sprinkle their spoors (technically, known as hyperlinks) over the floor of the Internet jungle in the hope of being one day chanced upon by an Internet user and ingested.

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The prospect of finitude helps to account for the turn to sensation, as if intensity of presentation could make up for repetition. Of course, sensation is also a response to sheer clutter on the screen, a way to grab the most possible attention in the least amount of time. But that clutter also accounts for why everything's already been done, and so it cycles on relentlessly

premature attempt to add to knowledge