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DON'T COMPLAIN TOO MUCH
DON'T TALK TOO MUC
DON'T PRAISE OTHERS TOO MUCH.
DON'T HAVE MONOTNOUS WEARINESS
USE DIRECT OBSERVATION
HAVE HORROR OF VULGARITY AND CONTEMPT
REMAIN SILENT ABOUT MANY THINGS
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DON'T COMPLAIN TOO MUCH
DON'T TALK TOO MUC
DON'T PRAISE OTHERS TOO MUCH.
DON'T HAVE MONOTNOUS WEARINESS
USE DIRECT OBSERVATION
HAVE HORROR OF VULGARITY AND CONTEMPT
REMAIN SILENT ABOUT MANY THINGS
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"RATHER THAN BEMOANING WHAT IS LOST
WE SHOULD CHAMPION WHAT COULD BE GAINED," Hennah Essex
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MUPASSANT
"I ENTERED LITERARY LIFE AS A METEOR, AND I SHALL
LEAVE IT LIKE A THUNDER BOLT."
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"WITH THE FERTILITY OF A MASTER HAND PRODUCED
NOVELS, POETRY, SHORT STORIES, ROMANCES AND TRAVELS
WITHIN 10 YEARS ONLY TO SINK PERMANENTLY INTO THE
ABYSS OF MADNESS AND DEATH,"
THE VERY MOMENT THE SUCCESS CAME TO HIM. THE MALADY
THAT NEVER AFTERWARDS LEFT HIM CAME ALSO AND
SEATED MOTIONLESS AT HIS SIDE, GAZED AT HIM WITH HIS
THREATENING COUNTENANCE,
TERRIBLE HEADACHES, INSOMNIA, NERVOUS ATTACKS, HIS SIGHT BECAME
EFFECTED. SHUDDERING FITS OF FEAR, THE DREAD OF THAT HORRIBLE
SENSATION OF HALLUCINATIONS.
ANGUISH OF FEAR CAUSED NOT BY THE PRESENCE OF DANGER OR OF
INEVITABLE DEATH, BUT BY CERTAIN ABNORMAL CONDITIONS, BY CERTAIN
MYSTERIOUS INFLUENCES IN PRESENCE OF VAGUE DANGERS.
"THE FEAR OF INCOMPREHENSIBLE TERROR AND MORBID DISTRESS.
OLD PORT OF ANTIBES BEYOND THE CAUSWAY OF CANNES, HIS YACHT
BE-AMI AWAITED. HE FELT HE WAS HOPELESSLY VANQUISHED LIKE
GERAD de NERVAL--HE ATTEMPTED SUICIDE. HE WASN'T SUCCESSFUL.
HIS MIND, "INDIFFERENT TO ALL UNHAPPINESS" HAD ENTERED INTO ETERNAL
DARKNESS"
BACK TO PARIS AND PLACED IN DR. MEURIOTS SANATORIUM WHERE AFTER
18 MONTHS OF MECHANICAL EXISTENCE THE "METEOR" QUIETLY PASSED AWAY.
HE HAD INDESTRUCTIBLE DISCIPLINE AND COLD LUCIDITY.
H-EDOUARD MAYNIAL
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"THE ODOR OF INVASION."
EXHAUSTED, WORN OUT, INCAPABLE OF THOUGHT OR RESOLVE, FATIGUED
AT THE MERCY OF UNREASONING SAVAGE FORCE PERMEATING ODOR-ODOR
OF INVASION WHICH CHANGED THE TASTE OF FOOD PERMEATED DWELLING AND
PLACES OF PUBLIC RESORT MADE ON IMAGINE ONES IN FAR--FAR DISTANT LANDS AMID DANGEROUS TRIBES
DIRECTION: STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS
OF SINGING BIRDS.
1: After house lights dim
2: Kevin goes and sit downstage right
3: Burda starts
4 :Bulbul dressed in beautiful Asian clothes and jewelery scarf on her head
enters carrying a lantern enters from upstage left, walks slowly and then sit down
downstage left. Burda continues.
5: Burda ends
6: Bulbul starts to sing, Aey Jazba aey Dil, ghar mein chaoon.
7: at the end of the song, light comes up on her and she talks
8: I AM A SINGING BIRD FROM THE EAST. MY NAME IS BULBUL
9: Lights fade on Bulbul
10: lights come up on Kevin
11: He talks. I AM A SINGING BIRD FROM THE WEST. MY NAME IS CARDINAL
12: He sings western song
13: At the end of the song, lights fade on Kevin
14:lights come up on Bulbul
15: Bulbul does a short monologue...
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THOMAS AQUINAS'S THEORY OF BEAUTY
THREE THINGS ARE NEEDED FOR BEAUTY
1: WHOLENESS
2: HARMONY
3: RADIANCE
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PETER'S DICTUM
"ALL ART CONSTANTLY ASPIRES TO THE CONDITION OF MUSIC."
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JAMES JOYCE'S SETTINGS-TOPICS-ISSUES-PREOCCUPATIONS WHICH DROVE HIM
ON TO HIS MATERIAL FOR HIS MASTERPIECE, ULYSSES
CITY
POLITICS
LITERARY POLITICS
AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL
MUSIC
SOCIAL COMEDY
PUBLIC AND PRIVATE FACES
MARRIAGE BOND
TIES OF PRESENT AND PAST
REALISM AND SYMBOLISM
VERBAL FELICITY
VIVACIOUS AND LIVELY
LULLING AND INCANTATORY
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TAKE THE THREADS WITH THIS ONE STORY, "THE DEAD." IS MADE AND FOLLOW THEM.
"BAWDRY HAS LIBERATING QUALITY."
"PERCEPTION OF HUMAN CONDITION AS A STATE OF EXILE." JOYCE
JAMES JOYCE IS A MASTER BECAUSE OF THE RICH TEXTURE AND MASTERY OF HIS
WORK
IT'S RELIGIOUS SENSE OF MASTERY AND UNITY OF LIFE, IT'S CONVICTION OF THE
VALIDITY OF MYTH IN INTERPRETING THAT MYSTERYAND IT'S PERCEPTION OF THE
HUMAN CONDITION AS A STATE OF EXILE.
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"IT'S SOMETHING FAILS US.
FIRST WE FEEL.
THEN WE FAIL." JOYCE
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"DARE AND ENDURE
ENDURE AND DARE." BS
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"CONTACTS WITH THE ELEMENTS OR
PRIMITIVE FORCES CONSTRAINTS US
TO OVERCOME THE FEARS AND MEANNESS WHICH
ARE PART OF HUMAN NATURE." Anonymous? ormaybe Ernest Junger?
exploration of his own dreams, life, intense poetic realization of hidden in ourselves,
basic experiences,
"CHAOS AND NOTHINGNESS AND THE MEANS OF OVERCOMING IT
AND WITH VALUES TO SET AGAINST IT." ?
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"CHAOS AND NOTHINGNESS CAN'T GO AWAY
BUT FOR SURE CAN BE POSTPONED FOR THE DAY
BY DOING SOMETHING YOU REALLY LOVE TO DO
THAT WOULD KEEP CHAOS AND LONELINESS
AWAY FOR AT LEAST ONE DAY ND THEN THE NEXT
DAY AND THE NEXT..." BS
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"YOU MUST BE UN-NERVED BY EVERY OCCASION AND BY EVERYBODY-
OTHERWISE YOU WILL DESTROY YOURSELF AT EVERY MOMENT OF THE DAY
AND BY EVERYONE YOU ENCOUNTER. PREPARE YOURSELF IN ADVANCE TO
BE TOTALLY UN-NERVED BY EVERY ATROCITY." BS
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"RUBBLE OF TE PAST." ?
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"HAVE THAT SMILE ON ALWAYS FOR IRRITANT PEOPLE.
THAT SMILE ONE MUST RESERVE FOR ANYONE-WHO CAN BE A
SOURCE OF ANNOYANCE OF ONE KIND OR OTHER.
THAT SMILE, SCEPTICLE, TOLERANT, LANGUIDLY AMUSED." ?
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EMPTINESS OF THE DAY
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EMPTINESS OF THE AFTERNOON
OF THE EVENING
OF THE NIGHT...
HOW TO FILL IT/
TRY
TRY-TRY YOUR BEST TO DO SOMETHING
ANYTHING WHICH INTEREST YOU
ANYTHING WHICH YOU LIKE
WHICH YOU LOVE
WHICH YOU WOULD THINK ABOUT
TALK ABOUT
LAUGH ABOUT
REMEMBER
REMEMBER THINGS YOU LOVE
REMEMBER THINGS YOU LOVED
REMEMBER THINGS YOU LOST
MEMORIES ARE THE SOURCE OF SORROW
REMEMBER ANY WAY
TRY TO MAKE THEM PlEASANT
LIKE, PLEASANT, PLEASURABLE COMPANIONS..BS
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'REVENANT: SOME MYSTERIOUS THING COMING FROM THE PAST
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"THE PAST BEATS INSIDE ME LIKE A SECOND HEART." John Banville's book, the sea
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AGONISED INARTICULACY
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"THIS SAFAR
THIS JOURNEY
HAD TO BE MADE
A JOURNEY WHICH IS NOT A REAL JOURNEY
BUT IT IS OF IMPORTANCE OF SOME KIND.
WHY AM I HEADING THIS WAY?
IT WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE...
I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO ON
I WAS SUPPOSED TO FOLLOW THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION
BUT PERHAPS THE WRONG DIRECTION
OR A DIFFERENT DIRECTION WAS MEANT TO BE
PERHAPS THE WRONG DIRECTION WAS THE RIGHT ONE?
PERHAPS NO ONE REALLY KNOW THE ROAD WE END UP FOLLOWING
OR THE ROAD WE ARE ON UNKNOWINGLY IS THE RIGHT ROAD
OR THE WRONG ONE...
BUT I HAVE WALKED MILES NOWCAN'T GO BACK...
ALL THE ROAD IN THAT DIRECTION HAVE VANISHED
WHERE IS THAT I AM GOING TO GO?
BCKWARD?
FORWARD?
THE FORWARD ROADS ARE OCCUPIED
THE BACKWARD ROADS ARE DESTROYED
WHERE IS THAT I SHOULD GO?
wHERE IS THAT I WANT TO GO?" BS
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"LIFE IS VERY CRUEL
OR ONE IS VERY CRUAL TOWARDS LIFE
WE ALL KNOW THAT IT'S ONLY ONE LIFE
AND RATHER A SHORT LIFE
AND WE STILL BEHAVE
AS IF IT'S OUR ENEMY
AND WE TREAT IT ABOMINABLY
IT IS NOT OUR LIFE WHICH IS CRUEL
IT'S OUR OWN CRUELTY WHICH SOAKS
IT INTO AN UNBLESSED AND A MISERABLE STATE.
BE A LOVER TO YOUR LIFE
NOT EVEN A GOOD FRIEND
BUT A SWEETHEART OF A LOVER.
REMEMBER THAT FROM NOW ON...
IT DOESN'T HELP
ALWAYS BEING A MOANER
IT DOESN'T HELP AT ALL
TRUST ME...
I HAVE BEEN A MOANER ALL MY LIFE
NOTHING BUT SELF MUTILATION...
MUTILATION OF THE SOUL
AND DESTRUCTION OF A GIFT
LIFE, MY LIFE, MINE AND ONLY MINE...
MAKE THE BEST OF YOURSELF AND OF THE WORLD
FROM NOW ON.... BS
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"NAGGED AT ME STRIDENTLY." ?
"SUMPTOUS."
"BYZENTINE COPPER AND GOLD
UNDER ENAMELLED BLUE." ?
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FRAGRANCE OF LIFE
WHEN YOU ARE MISERABLE
PEOPLE GET MIRTH
AND ENORMOUS ENJOYMENT OUT OF IT
BE NOT MISERABLE
OR DON'T LET THEM KNOW
FRAGRANCE OF LIFE...?
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FRAGMENT 6
EVERYONE IS FOCUSSED ON THE NEXT THING
YOU ARE FREE TO DO THE SAME THING
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"NOBLY AND OBEDIENT TO YOUR OWN DAIMAN ( TO THE GOD THAT IS
WITHIN YOU".) Marcus Aurelius
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REVERE TO HOLD AND REGARD IN DEEP RESPECT. Aurelius
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"CONVERT EVERY HINDERANCE TO AN AID." Aurelius
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"IMPROVE YOUR DISPOSITION." "IMPROVE ACTION." Aurelius
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"POWWER IS INNATE-DEEPLY ROOTED-HUMAN ABILITY
THAT'S POWER. NOT MONEY, NOT STATUS, NOT REWARDS.
INNATE DEEPLY ROOTED ABILITY.
IF YOU ARE HUMAN YOU POSSESS POWER.
IF YOU ARE HUMAN YOU HAVE ABILITY
A LOT OF ABILITY...YOU HEAR?
STOP PUTTING YOURSELF DOWN.
ABILITY IS NOT WHAT OTHERS GRANT YOU
ABILITY YOU DO HAVE BECAUSE YOU ARE HUMAN.
AND IF YOU ARE NOT, OBVIOUSLY YOU HAVE NO ABILITY."
SO THE QUESTION IS ARE YOU HUMAN OR NOT? " ???
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"IT'S IN DOING WHAT MAN'S NATURE REQUIRES." Aurelius
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'CLOSING THE GAP BETWEEN WHERE YOU ARE NOW AND WHERE HAPPINESS LIES.
MAKE LIFE CHANGES THAT CREATES REAL ENVIORMENT OF HAPPINESS FOR
YOURSELF.
AM I SEEKING HAPPINESS FROM EXTERNAL CIRCUMSTANCES?
AND SEEKING ATTENTION FROM OTHERS."
IN MY CASE DOING BOTH...
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A LOW LIFE, LOWER THAN MANY SHOWING OFF THAT SHE IS SOMEBODY IMPORTANT
WHILE SHE IS ONLY SELF ABSORBED AND SELF LOVING, SELFISH, RUDE, UNCOUTH,
UNSOPHISTICATED CONSIDERING HERSELF AN INTELLECTUAL ALWAYS GIVING
LECTURES OF PSEUDO INTELLIGENCE AND WISDOM...WISDOM? THAT'S QUESTIONABLE
SO IS INTELLECT. OH! PEASE SHUT UP, SHUT UP. I CAME TO THIS CAFE TO READ MY
BOOK, SHUT UP AND LET OTHERS CONCENTRATE ON WORDS OF VALUE.
GO HOME AND BE LOUD AS MUCH AS YOU WANT OR NEED TO FEEL SO IMPORTANT.
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DON'T FEEL HURT BY EXTERNAL THINGS.
HOW SHITTY CAN THEY BE!
SMELLY ROTTEN EXTERNAL THINGS CAN'T BE THE SOURCE OF YOUR SORROW.
SORROW IS A VERY PRECIOUS FEELING. YOU NEED TO GO THROUGH IT...
THAT WILL TAKE CARE OF THE HURT.
NOT THE MEANINGLESS, USELESS,UNCLEAN EXTERNAL THINGS.
YOU MUST NOT THINK SO LOW OF YOUR SELF TO BE HURT BY SARCASTIC REMARKS
UTTERED WITH FAKE SMILES.
WITH YOUR TALENT AND YOUR EDUCATION IT WOULD BE A SHAME AND AN INSULT
TO THE POIGNANT FEELING OF BEING HURT.
GET HURT, IF YOU HAVE TO BY A GREAT POEM WHICH REMINDS YOU OF YOUR
TREMENDOUS LOSS AND NOT BY SOME LOUSY THING OR A NAST REMARK.
BE ABOVE ALL THAT. IT'S DROPS OF OIL SLIPPING ON WATER...
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"LIFE IS COMPOSED OF THREE THINGS.
BODY
BREATH
INTELLIGENCE.........AURELIUS
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"CONSIDER WHAT PAIN IS..." ??
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