i love this quote, esp. the way it’s orientated in terms of functionability of deciphering the timing and what-not:
"a poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music... and then people crowd about the poet and say to him: "sing for us soon again;" that is as much as to say, "may new sufferings torment your soul." ~soren kierkegaard it’s:
a. ambiguity par excallence given that no one has yet sorted out quotation markings in the english language - so why does the “ “ enclosure really deviate from “ “ “ proper usage?
oh it means quoting aloud what you could think of... how about starting with ‘a poet...’ no? oh well, but how did the english language begin with using both “ “ notation and ‘ ‘ notation? no diacritic on e o a c r and so many others... typical stiff upper-lip bits and pieces... - not content with the polish / irish (joyce’s ulysses) notation. - i am sure of it. - you’re not more sure than the reality of such blatant misjudgement. - really? - really dee dee indeed e. - by hoghorn and the grunting snout! - smoking cigarettes smoked outside, whiskey drank indoors, i’m really feeling a tango will precipitate. - first good night of the thrill of a chill this year. - i entered the supermarket with blood-red hands. - it rained, remember? - it did, and the air eased the chiseled of ice breathed into. - are we really one but representing two? - it’s the neo-fiction model, not first person third party smallprint sign the contract get satellite t.v. for 2 years and not the legal 1 to mind changing the provider. - o fortuna! - dressed in a straight-jacket announcing the x-factor fudge-packers of taste by populist consenus. - my that’s witty... - it’s not, i borrowed it from psychiatric books: two schizophrenics in the nest of cuckoos’ borrowed eggs... - technically and with proper terminology? - see that dust over there as if it was winter in auschwitz? - yep. - that’s called the ready model / safe model, we’ll never get rid of it in either first or third person narration, we need to invite gymnastics into the realm of typing & typos, get the first person splits-aware... - right on - tom petty’s last dance of mary jane... - ever see stoners dance? - yeah, once, when they abstracted the word dance and visualised it for the sake of giggles... - exactly... - what now? - now you pretend to be the protagonist and i pretend to be the narrator and we mingle, leaving us with the only acceptable equation: - narrator steals from the protagonist the limelight! - yes! so now that we have the whole problem sorted into tight boxes, we can reclaim the bulge of plato in the demise of existentialism: i speak the truth... although truth is “truth,” it’s technically ~truth... ah... that’s better... better notation that “truth” which gives me worry though... so the guy who said the bit about poets is approx. the guy who said the bit about poets? that’s doubly confusing... - i will tell the truth with ambiguity... - but how can you if you take to be an ambiguity per se? so if an approx. man said an ambiguous thing in relation to a definite thing... an inapproximate replica of the man said an in-ambiguous thing in relation to an indefinite thing... vomo maxim; the truth is bewildering within the realm of proximity: the prefix-affixes do their dues to add to the confusion: it’s a ceremony down the middle so nearly missed but not so nearly meddled with:
definite article indefinite article
red mars fire sunset apple cherry (burgundy crimson pink coral salmon)
sea azure artichoke asparagus fern admiral brighton lauerel aegean arctic storm of the gray earl (etc.)
whatever... i'll just pour myself another whiskey and laugh it off.