"Liar42" <liar42 at aol.com> wrote in message
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> >No area Cij, I'm just wander about reading this and that, occasionally
> getting involved a little more serious work.<
>> Like what, and what are you interests?
I don't have any interests per se, I just wander around looking for things
to read, and I have a read quite a bit but stopped about 2 years ago. These
days I'm very much tied down with some particularly difficult problems and
know what it means to be very stupid.
>> And for those with bad memory capacities: What was there for communication
> (about what) back then between us?
I remember my opponents. As to your memory problems, I suppose you've heard
about the herbs about that do seem to help some people, particularly those
with memory problems post trauma. If you're having problems you might like
to try some experiments with those, and the effects are quite pronounced but
it takes some experimenting to get the dosages right. Also, some of these
compounds are quite strong, you really need to check with someone before
doing any of this, these herbs can be bad with some conditions or other
drugs.
In my younger days I also found some styles of meditation, dhyana and
vispassana, very useful in enhancing my concentration and pure memory
ability. Additionally, Zen style, the initial one, concentration, the
beginning of the great nothing, can help in enhancing memory, but only if
you're up for it, the game is harder than the uninitiated realise. I hate
meditation, as the enlightend D T Suzuki notes somewhere in intro to Zen
Buddhism, "Meditation is something artificially put on, it does not belong
to the natural activity of the mind." Then again, there is that old Buddhist
idea of enlightenment, it's like crossing a lake, but once you've crossed
the lake, you don't need the canoe anymore .... . And of course there is no
bloody lake, these are just stories to entertain ... . I do think, however,
that meditation can teach us 'tricks' that have much wider application than
crossing etheral lakes. The phrase 'meditation group', is an oxymoron.
Solitude, by Anthony Storr, British psychiatrist who writes some interesting
stuff, can help throw some light on this. Hmmm, probably not in your
language (forget). German author Hermann Hesse perhaps? Peter Camenzind??
Wonderful stuff ... .
> (Yesterday my partner was amazed how I did not recognize someone where he
> thought I should recall her, as it was just a bunch of weeks we met her
last.
> Forgetting a lot fast does not seem to improve as I get older.
> Actually I had someone laughing and seeming to find it hilarious when I
told
> her about 3 other family members, my mother, my grandmother on the other
side
> and some old fossile of the family of her husband, my grandfather, stories
> about forgetfulness there ... I find it more slighly worrying to basically
have
> forgetfulness in three different family lines.
> People seem even to be a bit insulted at times when I forget them, but its
not
> like I did that there on intention. Already when younger I did not
remember a
> lot real well, more that I forget a lot rather totally.)
>> > Certainly no professional, can't even get a job let alone work in a
lab.<
>> Would you like that?
I don't like any work. I'm with Heraclitus, "Man is most nearly himself when
he achieves the seriousness of a child at play."
> Cut around in some dead piece of something or do something else, while,
> depending on the lab) standing in artificial light many hours a day maybe?
>> > I live in the Australian Bush,<
>> What do you live from?
>> And I guess it can't be too much bush where you are, unless you found a
way to
> magically transconnect an phone and whistle the computer codes into it.
I don't know what you're image of Australia is, but I can assure you that
even in the remotest areas of this vast dry continent people have access to
the internet, even if only for a few hours a day and at very slow speeds and
great expense.
> ;-)
>> >the pace is slow and easy.
>> :-)
>> > Unfortunately the grass is dying, no rain for months now,<
>> Might that not get better I autumn?
>> Where I come from in Europe, though they do not call it a raintime,
> it might rain more there than people like.
>> Grey skies for days in a row and the sun not straight to be seen, maybe.
Old Arab Proverb: All sunshine makes a desert.
True, all the grass is dying, but the younger female wallaby showed up
today, we feed her. There used to be a 'mob' of them, about 7, but circa 2
months ago most disappeared. This one we can almost feed by hand now, I sit
here typing away and she comes up to the porch, looking at me, waiting for
me to head off to the kitchen to get some food for her. Who's trained here?
Wallabies are small kangaroos, basically, I trust you know what kangaroos
are. There is a wonderful documentary series on a mob of kangaroos followed
over many months. Surprise surprise, these kangaroo had personalities ... .
It will probably reach your land in a year or two, worth watching. As for
your pan psychic views, I never did like Spinoza but given some other recent
news claiming that even tiny insects had displayed 'distinctive individual
traits' and the ongoing gafuffle about consciousness I'm up for any
explanation because I'm beginning to think that when all said and done the
explanation will not have been worth the effort. "If you can't find it where
you're standing, where do you expect to wander in search of it?" Pang, old
Zen Patriarch.
Wallabies eat grass and shoots and small vegetation, not to mention bread,
fruit, pizza crust, vegetables.
I'm not that isolated, a large township is minutes away, but surrounded by
these trees tucked away in this valley I may as well be hiding in the shadow
of Ayers Rock.
> > and the wallabies no longer come around for their afternoon
> feed.<
>> What do wallabies loook like and what do they eat?
>> > Me? Hurt anything?
>> I have not counted how many meateaters I met with master kind crazes who
were
> abusing others or paying for their murder so they could eat parts of their
> corpses or here in this rooms atrocious crimes against / into the brains
of
> other persons while delighting into how alike their and our kind are
> internally.
You got me there. Reminds me of:
"All beings
are blooming flowers
in a
blooming universe."
Soen Roshi.
John H.