Comment from my Cousin Mary, followed by my response:

[note: she notes the following in the upper right hand corner of my Blog page)]:

"the omnipresence of prelinguistic abo-historic ontological existence, or tennis, depending on my mood"

My dear cousin...I love the sound of the words, but am clueless as to what prelinguistic abo-historic ontological existence could be. Before language, I assume. Abo? Got me? Ontological...I remember that one from philosophy classes...philogeny recaptulates ontongeny. No wait. Ontological...the nature of being, or arguing for god's existence based on the meaning of the word god. Okay, stirs some synapses...Existence, that is easier, I think...I kinda know what tennis involves, except for the use of "love" when you are winning/losing.

Thanks for letting me know you started a blog and for the first few entries, they sure stimulate something like thinking.

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My response:

That was just a fun phrase.....

It means (according to me, who coined it), that there is a presence of consciousness everywhere that in its constant manifestation* into this plane of existence recreates the entire history of creation, ab-originally... (from the origin), in every moment... therefore all history is actually omnipresent, or rather history is a sort of slow version of what is happening all the time, right where we are.

The phrase was just for fun, though, even though it does mean something. Kind of like supercalifragilisticexpealidocious.


Luv,

-P

* (since physics explains that what we see is as if constantly being "virtually" created and yet is also uncreated at the same time... i.e. - appears to be created when it's actually still uncreated)

SEE ALSO (for reference) the second to last stanza in this poem...

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But That's Nothing

The thing is that
Chip is still racing me down the big hill
by the Campus school
where when we get to the bottom,
we hop off our bikes
and see how long they will go by themselves
until they curl up and fall;
Diann is still rolling over in her cotton pyjamas
in her backyard, both of us wrapped in a blanket
me fully clothed,
and while the night stars
continue their timeless dance across the sky
she looks down at my mouth,
takes a soft little breath, and
those perfect lips are
slowly moving my way;
Dad is still ordering
twenty-seven basketball players
around the floor;
Arden is suspended in mid-air as he jumps over the net
in the photo, just after winning
the state high school tennis tournament,
just before leaving for Denmark as an AFS student;
Richard is still in the middle of a jumpshot
knees pulled up, seemingly six feet off the floor
in another win over Jesup;
Mom is laughing and mixing a batch of krumkake;
Mary is putting on makeup for South Pacific;
and Jan is smiling her first, shy smile
that once caught the eye of
Dan McNamara

But that's nothing,
since also
Grant is coming over the hill filled with worry
going into his first battle as a general
and then seeing that the Rebs had taken off
realizes that they're just as afraid of his men
as they of them
and loses that problem forever;
there's a click
as "Little Boy" separates from
the plane and is now two inches down in it's fall
toward wartime Japan;
Shizuo Izaki turns to the left
and has a last thought
about his arrangement
of flowers along the river bank;
Caesar steps out into the sunlight
on his way to the forum
for the last time;
Hitler gets a pencil to start
Mein Kampf;
and Basho hears a frog splashing
for the first time in his life

But that's nothing
since
the first Mars landing goes off
without a problem
except for all the red dirt
that gets on everything;
The president decides that no,
unhappiness shouldn't be considered a criminal state
but rather a temporary condition
and although total rest at the state's expense
should be recommended and available
it should hardly be mandatory;
and the levitation Olympics admits
improvised dance as an event
for the first time.

But that's nothing
because
the origin of all languages
is only inches away from where you're sitting
although inches is way too far away
(it's just a saying), since
the entire history of creation is everywhere
the past is omnipresent, as is the future
at least according to Quantum Physics
all the virtual events are constantly occuring
but not really occuring
at the same time
and the whole idea that time is passing
is a convenience
for the rest of us

But that's nothing
since what that means is
that I'm still in love with you,
already, though it might seem
that we've never met,
and we are now the perfect flow
of the parts back into the whole,
we constantly pull the world
back together,
just like the drops of water
leap off the cliff over Niagara
and together, gather
in a roar
as they fall, forever,
back toward the center.


PJS - 4/5/99

Okay, this was it (yesterday):
http://www.nytimes.com/2003/11/30/opinion/30FRIE.html?th

You may have to join their gig to see the full article.

i.e.- Thomas Friedman's "The Chant Not Heard" article in the Times on why the liberals should soften up on Bush bashing and pitch in on fixing Iraq:

First he says he agrees with "liberal" positions, but then he says

"But here's why the left needs to get beyond its opposition to the war and start pitching in with its own ideas and moral support to try to make lemons into lemonade in Baghdad......"

(continued..) "this war is the most important liberal, revolutionary U.S. democracy-building project since the Marshall Plan. The primary focus of U.S. forces in Iraq today is erecting a decent, legitimate, tolerant, pluralistic representative government from the ground up. I don't know if we can pull this off. We got off to an unnecessarily bad start. But it is one of the noblest things this country has ever attempted abroad and it is a moral and strategic imperative that we give it our best shot."

It's not clear which bull this statement came out of but it's obvious from which end of the animal it emerged.

Actually, this is not true b.s., just a shoddy argument, only in that it assumes a reverential regard for democracy building.

What if democracy building isn't the best approach to every single problem in the world? More human destruction has been created in the past 50 years in the name of democracy than almost anything within memory. Vietnam. McCarthy. Selected countries in South America.

This is not noble.

It's invasive, by definition.

The idea that we have the sophistication to go in and build another nation's government (in our image) is the essence of jingoism.

Get it through your head, once and for all. Democracy is not the answer. Demcracy is a form of government. Not the only form of government. Not the answer to the world's problems any more than another idealistic form of human social contracts (communism) was.

It's not about the government. It's about the peope and their level of consciousness. The only true actvism is the creation of peace in the microcosm (one's self) in order to assure that one is not polluting the macrocosm (society). As long as we are stressed and angry within, we will turn even something as wonderful as democracy into a tool for for cultural imperialism and ethnocentrism.

I certainly would rather live here than in some fundamentalist world (Baptist or Islamic), but I don't think that the way to fix the inequities in those countries is to use our tools.

Physician, heal thyself, and then see if everyone else is inspired to have what you have. Force feeding your democratic medicine may only serve to kill them off, or get an angry reaction back.

Watching Mr. Friedman think.... as I said yesterday, is like watching a child push blocks around on the playground. He thinks that he's built something big, but any adult should be able to see that it's bult on shifting sand.

-P