"Btw, forgot to tell, Matanya was here
in Trivero an i met him... what an
interesting guy... he knows so much....!!!
His wife is also very funny and alive woman...!!"
Can this be the same Matanya known here as MO.
Tell me it ain't so, Mo.
doc
It is so. I was indeed in Trivero with my wife last month. We had a
wonderful time. Peace and quiet, good food, good people, good guitar
music. Your friend's report only serves to show that the image we get
here of each other, particularly when confronted by third party mud
slinging, has nothing to do with what and who we really are.
Matanya Ophee
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> It is so. I was indeed in Trivero with my wife last month. We had a
> wonderful time. Peace and quiet, good food, good people, good guitar
> music. Your friend's report only serves to show that the image we get
> here of each other, particularly when confronted by third party mud
> slinging, has nothing to do with what and who we really are.
This is so true.
Most writers blunder in presuming their writing to be semantically
transparent. I've met several people who seemed quite different standing
on the concrete than they did in cyber-flight. No one's fault, I think,
but language's.
Writing is the slums of linguistic communications. A real conversation,
now, a good eye-on-eye talk, now that's a miracle of efficacy compared to
what we do here.
Shakespeare wrote plays to be acted live and poems to be read aloud. Since
no one knows more about human nature, especially human language, than
Shakespeare, I take it he was on the right track. We, the rest us slugs,
dumb as we are, actually think cyberspace represents some kind of
communicative progress.
Is it a comedy or tragedy we compose. I would never dare to presume how
Shakespeare would write us up in five acts.
Regards,
Rib
One of the most important challenges in life, and one of the most beautiful
things is to have NO image. No image of yourself, of others, and of other's
image of you, etc. - if you haven't yet, try it - it brings so much clarity. But
first one has to understand the nature of images - it's beyond our scope here -
but in a nutshell, images = thoughts = memory.... there's a lot of depth one can
go into. There's info on my website www.dtc.ch/reza . And for best reading on
this subject I'd recommend books by Jiddu Krishnamurti www.kfa.org
Rib mentions the problem of cyberspace as a communication mean. I also view it
as a tragedy how many have lost touch with people - specially in the 4-wheel
culture of America - so cyberspace becomes so important. This is the only NG I
read and I enjoy it a lot and appreciate all the friends I've met - but real
action is being with people in person - seeing them, smelling them... this is
something I did not have in America because I was in the car all the time......
that's why I view cars as curses of our civilisation (as much as I love
Ferraris). I've heard the big car companies and oil companies deliberately built
the society as such... and a horrible public transport system ... many places
don't even have side-walks. If you ain't a car, you're nothing.... and many
people have no contact with nature (except on TV) .... you lose touch with
nature and with people and you go in a school and shoot all the kids......(of
course I am generalizing but you get my point).
Regards,
Reza - gan...@dtc.ch, www.dtc.ch/reza
Bob Ashley wrote in message ...
I'd love to see you take a stab at it!
Paul
Friends, Guitarist and guitar player's, I have come to bury Carcassi not to
honor him.
And don't forget that " for they are all honorable men" part.
doc
Ya Rib, go for it bud!
> Bob Ashley wrote:
> <<>Is it a comedy or tragedy we compose. I would never dare to presume how
> >Shakespeare would write us up in five acts.>>
Paul wrote>
> I'd love to see you take a stab at it!
It's crossed my mind.
Stage with multi-levels, 8-15 of fifteen, a computer terminal, chair, lamp
and actor with guitar on each level.
All players occupying a darkened stage except in the case of dialogue,
when the lamps switch on, say, when Spencer Doidge and Larry
Deack start yapping along a thread. The stage is festooned with threads,
like spider webs.
There is no action, only dialogue. Perhaps a projection screen upon which
road maps are projected (i.e more 'threads' of interpenetrations) and the
maps would correspond to the speaking actor's place of origin.
As long as there is enough betrayal, hatred, jealously, miscommunication,
deceptions, lies, and clowning, then the story can be universal enough to
please a wide audience.
Now, as is my habit, I patiently await notice from someone who will tell
me that my thought is not original; someone's already done this. I've
never had an original thought in my life, although, once, when I thought
up this great name for a convenience store chain --Handy Andy's-- I
thought I had done did dood it. Years later I found out this very name had
been used for this very purpose for a chain in England? This was never
confirmed for me, but given my record, I simply had to believe that even
if it wasn't England, it would be Australia, Nevada, or Nunavuk (Canada's
newest territory).
Given that James Joyce felt as much resignation about one's lack of
originality, I am glad for such distinguished company.
So, should write this play? Or do I have to steal it.
Regards,
Rib
> Here's an idea Bob:
>
> Friends, Guitarist and guitar player's, I have come to bury Carcassi not to
> honor him.
> And don't forget that " for they are all honorable men" part.
Ya, let's dig him up so we can throw him back in his grave...
with long past due a shove for good old contempt's sake!
Don't get me started on Carcassi. I want to stay off the heart medication.
Regards,
Rib
The problem is who are you going to get to play guitar?
Hail Caesar!
Can you act?
Regards,
Rib