I am thinking that Taoism would be the right religion for Mike and me - there is a couple of texts to read which aren't too long and you have done with your catechism. Also, there isn't really much in the way of prayer, as far as I am informed. O.K. On Mon, Mar 2, 2015 at 5:44 AM, John McCreery <john.mccreery@xxxxxxxxx> wrote: > Bravo! Bravissimo! We have a sage among us. > > John > > On Mon, Mar 2, 2015 at 1:11 PM, Mike Geary <jejunejesuit.geary2@xxxxxxxxx> > wrote: > >> Lawrence writes: "I suspect Mike Geary has read more of Emerson than I >> have – my loss." >> >> I doubt it. I tend not to read much literary criticism and commentary >> since they often contradict my prejudices and I have neither the interest >> nor the energy to go read the actual works -- for what? just to mount a >> defense of my prejudices? They don't need any defense, they're prejudices >> for Christsake. Philosophy's not so too awfully different. Except for >> logic, philosophy seems to be the perfect field of study for me. Since the >> beginning of time and creativity, no one has ever put forward a >> philosophy that was falsifiable (as they love to say in the sciences). In >> short, whatever I assert is undeniably assertable, and if assertable then, >> real in the assertion. Just as one of Saul Bellows' characters said (in >> Gravity's Rainbow ?) when challenged to give a rhyme for "month" responded >> with: "Onth. Onth rhymes with month." There's no such word, they said. >> "Ah, but you're wrong," Bellows' man bellowed. "In the assertion: onth >> rhymes with "month", onth is the subject of the sentence, and as we all >> know, the subject of a sentence is a noun and all nouns are words, ergo, >> "onth" is a word and it rhymes with month. Now that's my kind of >> philosophy. But that's Literature, not Philosophy you object. Alas, >> you're so literal. Philosophy is just plotless literature. Both are about >> ignorance and wonder, the only difference between Literature and Philosophy >> is that Literature has a lot more wiggle room. Both are trying to find out >> what the hell's going on with us. Now it's been my experience that you can >> usually avoid being nailed down a lot easier when arguing Lit Crit than >> arguing philosophy because some philosophers seem to actually be trying to >> make sense of what they're saying. There are no such straight- jackets in >> literature. An example from philosophy: pick out the most cogent of the >> following: (1) I think ...in a manner of speaking. (2) I think I am >> therefore I think . (3) I think I think I am. (4) I think I am, >> therefore I think I am. (5) I think I am not therefore I am. (6) I am >> therefore I think I am. (7) I think not, therefore... (8) I am I >> before I am knowing I think. (9) I am thinking that I am thinking that I >> think. Etc., etc., etc. >> >> I've always like Literature and Philosophy because both have always >> seemed so wondrously frivolous and unfalsifiable and yet so urgently near >> to my own existence. Although ideas are often argued with passion, none of >> it matters --- except in the challenge to one's own little cosmos. >> Existence doesn't seem to give a shit what we think. Often I wish I were >> far, far more read into philosophy, but I know I'll never be . >> Occasionally I'll stick my toes into some inviting waters and thrill to the >> confusion and challenge of it. To me it's fun, even when most of the >> arguments leave me out in left field. Life is fun. I would never have >> believed that being 71 can be so damn much fun. Let me be hopelessly, >> totally, completely wrong, I don't care. I'm jubilant in my error. All I >> want is to get as many Existence kisses as I can before I go where no >> thinking goes...therefore ... >> >> > > > -- > John McCreery > The Word Works, Ltd., Yokohama, JAPAN > Tel. +81-45-314-9324 > jlm@xxxxxxxxxxxx > http://www.wordworks.jp/ >