Finding the true home for Dafydd ap Ffransis-
And discovery of the self -
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They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead,
They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed.
I wept as I remembered how often you and I
Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.
And now that thou art lying, my dear old Carian guest,
A handful of grey ashes, long, long ago at rest,
Still are thy pleasant voices, thy nightingales, awake;
For Death, he taketh all away, but them he cannot take.
translated by William Johnson Cory who wrote: “You go to a great school not so much for knowledge as for arts and habits; for the habit of attention, for the art of expression, for the art of assuming at a moment's notice a new intellectual position, for the art of entering quickly into another person's thoughts, for the habit of submitting to censure and refutation, for the art of indicating assent or dissent in graduated terms, for the habit of regarding minute points of accuracy, for the art of working out what is possible in a given time, for taste, for discrimination, for mental courage, and for mental soberness. Above all, you go to a great school for self-
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Did you hear of the man who fell in love with the HYPERLINK? Here by all means interpose your own punchline. But I am that man.
Years ago, when in Rome trying to predict the great challenges which burgeoning media would pose to the human community -
Several people had already seen that they could author a book which could be read in a different order, or even with alternative approaches. But the use of the hyperlink enabled new mental voyages broader and more profound, at a mere click or option on a remote control.
C.S.Lewis once said if I read him rightly that he had never come across a biography in which the section on childhood and its childlike adventures was not the liveliest. Now it became possible for an author easily to expatiate the thoughts and adventures of this or indeed any other stage of life, and to be easily read or heard, filmed or portrayed doing that. Media could even be used differently but by links. Why stick to written prose alone, paired for instance with film? Use the lot, if selectable to complement one another. Choice would be supreme.
I have read many page-
I personally am not that interested in expressing life as a whole, or giving vent to some philosophy of the whole thing -
Just for myself, I’m interested in the mystery of how -
For example, take two other episodes of my life -
I realise that I shall never know what a whole life means. If others do, that’s great, and I make no judgment. I know I am ignorant of that sort of totalistic knowing. I don’t have a past. I have an altering cluttered house of stuff which I and especially my family are now stumbling upon. Is’nt that justification enough of the sprawl, the winding labyrinth? If interesting, well told, of course. No, choose what you like. There is no single Minotaur. Nor am I a Theseus.
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