11-21-2008, 12:00 AM
Hi all, hi Wolf
I really like what CC wrote in his last book- The active side of Infinity, a masterpiece, his best work in my opinion.
So in the first section he writes about syntax and the other syntax...the way words and our meaning and understanding of words plays a part in the way things
get glued in our minds...at least that how i understand it.
That book left a imprint in me and i find it to be really special at the same time it is scary as hell!
Some of my fave moments from Active:
"Did the universe really begin? Is the theory of the big bang true? These are not questions, though they sound like they
are. Is the syntax that requires beginnings, developments and ends as statements of fact the only syntax that exists? That's the real question. There are
other syntaxes".
"There are other syntaxes. There is one, for example, which demands that varieties of intensity be taken as facts. . . . A man of that syntax . . . could
very well conclude that the universe itself is the chariot of intensity and that one can board it to journey through changes without end".
"Walking is always something that precipitates memories. The sorcerers of ancient Mexico believed that everything we
live we store as a sensation on the backs of the legs. They considered the backs of the legs to be the warehouse of man's personal history".
"All we can do is discipline ourselves to the point where they will not touch us. How can you ask your fellow men to go through those rigors of
discipline? They'll laugh and make fun of you, and the more aggressive ones will beat the **** out of you. And not so much because they don't believe
it. Down in the depths of every human being, there's an ancestral, visceral knowledge about the predators' existence."
My most fave is this one:
"What happened to you, dear?" the waitress asked with a concerned look. "I thought you ran out on me."
"I just went to see a friend," I said.
The waitress looked at me and made a gesture of mock annoyance and surprise.
"Is that guy your friend?" she asked.
"The only friend I have in the world," I said, and that was the truth, if I could define "friend" as someone who sees through the veneer
that covers you and knows where you really come from.
He was writing this book when he was dying (i am pretty sure) and it is very introspective...... this was CC's collection of
memorable events.... his recapitulation.
I really like what CC wrote in his last book- The active side of Infinity, a masterpiece, his best work in my opinion.
So in the first section he writes about syntax and the other syntax...the way words and our meaning and understanding of words plays a part in the way things
get glued in our minds...at least that how i understand it.
That book left a imprint in me and i find it to be really special at the same time it is scary as hell!
Some of my fave moments from Active:
"Did the universe really begin? Is the theory of the big bang true? These are not questions, though they sound like they
are. Is the syntax that requires beginnings, developments and ends as statements of fact the only syntax that exists? That's the real question. There are
other syntaxes".
"There are other syntaxes. There is one, for example, which demands that varieties of intensity be taken as facts. . . . A man of that syntax . . . could
very well conclude that the universe itself is the chariot of intensity and that one can board it to journey through changes without end".
"Walking is always something that precipitates memories. The sorcerers of ancient Mexico believed that everything we
live we store as a sensation on the backs of the legs. They considered the backs of the legs to be the warehouse of man's personal history".
"All we can do is discipline ourselves to the point where they will not touch us. How can you ask your fellow men to go through those rigors of
discipline? They'll laugh and make fun of you, and the more aggressive ones will beat the **** out of you. And not so much because they don't believe
it. Down in the depths of every human being, there's an ancestral, visceral knowledge about the predators' existence."
My most fave is this one:
"What happened to you, dear?" the waitress asked with a concerned look. "I thought you ran out on me."
"I just went to see a friend," I said.
The waitress looked at me and made a gesture of mock annoyance and surprise.
"Is that guy your friend?" she asked.
"The only friend I have in the world," I said, and that was the truth, if I could define "friend" as someone who sees through the veneer
that covers you and knows where you really come from.
He was writing this book when he was dying (i am pretty sure) and it is very introspective...... this was CC's collection of
memorable events.... his recapitulation.