Phenomenology

I am going to discuss my personal views about someone who is very important to me; Merleau-Ponty. From my first recollection, I did not like Ponty. The fact is those feelings guaranteed me an automatic ‘F’. I can tell that I have made progress in my opinion since – as evidence by my erasure of comments in the margins of his greatest work: Eye and Mind.

So I cleaned up my copy of his essay. Merleau-Ponty who was a French Philosopher wrote about the Master French painter Cezanne. After Ponty passed away in the early sixties, his works were translated into English. The translator, Carleton Dallery used a number of writing styles to achieve an effective and purposeful study for the English speaking scholar to learn about Cezanne. The consequences for my strong feelings against Merleau-Ponty at that first reading are not outside of the realm of possibilities for any reader. It might be the case that Carleton Dallery at the expense of being perceived as not knowing a certain detail about Cezanne, embedded a critical idea which does not come to fruition in order to affect the reader with strong feelings. Not however, but particularly for Ponty, space has taken on a kind of identity. I have had difficulty overcoming my initial opinion and further hold by some fault of my own I have come up short on wits. Thus I must reason I had at that time the condition about which I have already talked about a necessity for agreement. This is in keeping with my latter readings, and I want to reassure Dick Tracy that I like Maurice Merleau-Ponty and that I understand his essay; I admit it is a great work.

You are a fool! So, you say you like Maurice Merleau-Ponty, but you have changed. Why you don’t convict him for your disposition?

Well, I will tell you, my friend, Maurice Merleau-Ponty’s English translation has as a remedy something called a Rhinoplasty. This is a Plastic Surgery correcting the Septum from deviation. These were his last words, ‘you have your whole life ahead of you.’ I got a Rhinoplasty. It has been the single most enlightening procedure of my Life.

If you are able to sustain a frame of mind on that of a person whose fingers are stubby, you will learn. There are a number of builds that are available to muse with; all of which raises your social status. I am telling you this because there is a reason that a Dominant Gene results in a Conscience. The Dominant Genes of this particular type in a person who has one from each parent, results in a disorder, called Phocomelia, and which causes a birth defect of the arms and hands. Phocomelia literally means Flippers. The genetic disposition, I am calling a Disorder, includes the making of the Conscience where there is only one Dominant Gene of which it is the same type. Here the Idea is that you get your genes from your parents. This is a normal condition to have one, or to have both Recessive. The infamous Luke Sky-walker was Recessive-Recessive; “Use the Force Luke”. And this very issue which sadly Maurice Merleau-Ponty did not correctly develop for some reason, is a Distinguishing component of socialization.

When the Philosopher says existentially NO!; it is to be a distinguishing threshold in which we enlightened the path to Fame. For example you would not want a person with a conscience to read the news or write lyrics for an album unless the person were able to overcome the present with new material. What you have said about my acceptance of Maurice Merleau-Ponty is probably a thought disorder.

To make this situation which I have built in thought whole, I just want to mention that there is another reading of David Hume. His thoughts mostly have been about the good of determination. But if you needed an advocate for your applied distinguishing activity, which I have said is Genetic, Hume has the correct thinking for a free minded person of a general nature to be an advocate. So, on the basis that this issue is Genetic, I conclude that there will be NO changes in the thinking process – no fear. I say this and I expect you to believe that you are who you are ever since conception. Now, haven’t I been a nuisance, a person should not have Fear? And haven’t I just given you a good reason to teach Hume even though his works only seem to fit with a certain type of a person?

If for some reason, the little friendship that Maurice Merleau-Ponty and Jean-Paul Sartre had while the editors of the magazine in France the prejudice against Maurice Merleau-Ponty still went without address, his reason is there really is something to see: and I am referring to Phenomenology. Maurice Merleau-Ponty would have been the president of that little organization of Cosmonauts.

Now, I have a little bit of house keeping to do for Maurice Merleau-Ponty that I haven’t addressed elsewhere. While Maurice Merleau-Ponty had a driver which never came to fruition. I have mentioned it earlier, there is a confusion about which gene he is referring to. Let me say that when I was referring to a Dominant Gene, it is conceivable the inherited dominant gene for conscience could have come from either parent and not just the Father. Though he did not speak of it, he was all the while referring to another Gene; it was a driver to get a person to have strong feelings. In the Philosophical work Eye and Mind, which he is best known for and which he sort of built a little engine “see,” Maurice Merleau-Ponty, though I do not believe it today, there is a tendency to confuse the gene for sex with the gene for conscience. Recall that Maurice Merleau-Ponty mostly ignored the prompting from Sartre about the Genetic issue. So, when the prejudicial perspective that Sartre would have prompted him about in their years together came up, Maurice Merleau-Ponty probably extended his most highest held belief, to see, in the instance that it is restricted to that of the spirit of the Father. In the case of the Fathers Gene, the Genetic issue is in regards to the twenty-third Chromosome determining a person’s sex. In a remedy, from the religious point of view involving the Holy Trinity, after thoughts (God willing), the Father could have a high degree of influence over his children’s cognitive abilities. Here I want to mention that this is as much a disparity as that of the twenty-second Chromosome which determines conscience. So, even though I have been square about a Distinguishing social issue, the presiding gene, I have had to bring into the discussion a matter of articulation of Maurice Merleau-Pontys emphasis as having a gene that could inconceivably been inherited from the Mother as well as from the Father. It is the Holy Trinity case the Philosopher Spinoza had as a good Catholic. Maurice Merleau-Ponty merely cast into time for a collection of intelligent substance with which seeing would be the basis of a Phenomenology without the context involving the gene for sexual orientation.

I seem to have uncovered a matter of confusion. If you wish to think about this issue look at XVR and Comments to XVR

A nice man’s story

Read My Comments: 1. Cavity 2. Expensive

I will empower, indemnify, and uncover the meaning of these words. It all started when a terrible man coveted me to the extent I could not manage my social affairs. After nine years his musings became like music to me. I was unique and I learned his language. If you want to know what it is like to have your own corner of world to live in, perhaps you could bare with me to see what meaning is in store for just two words. I know you are asking why I should expose a man by sharing, when it is clear I like his language has he has imposed on me. I became a great story teller. The man has passed away. The insight no less important has disappeared. The two words openly deployed before you had meaning to me and the man. If I do not tell, they will be lost words. I am alerted they have already fallen from my highest esteem with his passing.

I need not point out the need for improvement in the dental hygiene area. I think the problem started early in 2003 when I became the subject of a campaign of hate and scorn from my dental clinic. My factual information was coalesced with scant biographical information. It was disseminated anonymously by California’s Western Dental. A billing office located in Orange County was identified as the culprit.

Basically after a year I managed to stop them from sending the email; all I had to do was acknowledge them. I have found that quite generally I often discern my adversary. This often includes a certain directive which in this case I had satisfied by the year’s end.

The next word: Expensive. I am at a loss as to exactly what the meaning was. My intuition tells me I had been excited about something which was neither true nor measurable and which lead to an associatively deeper sort of truth. It was an idea that never came to fruition and still reinforced a person to accept it on emotional grounds. Of course I recall it (Expensive is another way to explain a need for an integral). This must have been what I did to recognize Western Dental’s directive. My name had become Hugh Farrell. I reasoned these people without quite knowing what was required, had placed great importance on their information about me. I must have navigated through my process and resolved their directive as one of my accomplishments. This must have been in agreement with a fundamental premise of the Dental Clinic with the name Western Dental. Even in the situation where I am compromised from their having given out my information I am still willing to give them a start; “Where would you go if you had a cavity?”

Living History and Chinese Objects

Well; that just about wraps up everything. The question remaining in the mind of the reader, Why China? I am not the person to point out that what has been working as a culture for thousands of years is wrong. For one there is reiteration; which means there is enough reinforcement for the pattern to re-occur. Neither am I the person who should say after unity & order the process has a bad outcome. From what you know; wouldn’t these observations have already surfaced? For me however, this is the setting in which my emotional self flourishes. I noticed some things about me I thought I had a problem with; and I realized they were parts of an emotional self. The fact that I have feelings is in agreement with China. As far as I am able to use my resources, I will always get reinforcement from China for expressing my feelings even if I were disappointed. If I had to describe them I would say they are from the object “Diplomacy”.

I have this disposition. I know already that I diplomacy speak harsh words about China: a foreign Country. But this is just because I diplomacy made the thinking incorrect based on my diplomatic perceptions. So my comment must diplomacy limit my scope. I know that this culture China does not accept the western beliefs from Berkeley. Or if China did, there is the opening for that of a fan which over many years I still do not know of. Where is my fan? This fissure does not have a remedy because the emphasis is on the problem of a female relative to Berkeley. But it is a conditioned thinking element of culture which satisfies the requirement of unity and order. Assuming that this is just an account of sufferings and disenchantment my diplomacy would be forced to correctly establish myself as the authority to it. This counts as an explanation for me, the proceeding would have been the outcome of my own doing. This must be an activity of Chinese Culture. Thousands of years have passed, and China has a repertoire of living experiences the people can recognize. This must mean everything to China to have a living history.

Legal Case with Confucius Philosophy

The recent movement and popularity of Chinese Thought has another context. And, thankfully the context is a container worthy of a place in American culture. It is the Supreme Court Case WALLACE V. JAFFREE 472 U.S. 38 (1985). I do not doubt that the Supreme Court was aware of Confucius. So, I must try to stay within my topic, although I would like to resolve here with the advancement of the strictest argument from which the Supreme Court’s formed it’s ruling. That is the standpoint of Catholicism. All one needs to realize is at the time the moment of silence is to be observed, that time could also be used for indoctrination.

Whittle away at Confucius; Shackle at his time so as not to notice the intervals.

Human Beings are meant to live a hundred years, this man counted to a thousand just to get home. The next one spends a half of his life as a helpless child or spent half in sleep. Of the time that remains, half is added to mechanisms with increased complexity. So, what remains are all the various instances a person is plagued by pain, sickness, sorrow, bitterness, deaths, losses, worry, fear, and return. In sum, six years is hardly a measure at all of time in which a person can reason without needing any chance intervals- a perception of saving.

What is man’s life for? What pleasure is there in it? Is it for beauty and riches? Is it for color? When at a time beauty and riches no longer answer the needs of the heart, and when a surfeit of colors become only a weariness to the eyes, there are only remedies of which cheat history of the usual bad outcome. Do we live for the sake of being now crowed into submission by the fear of the Law and its penalties? We waste our rational faculties in a mad scramble of emotions none of which is worthy to note. What could be called a relationship is really a hollow praise of an hour, scheming to contrive that somehow some remnant of reputation shall outlast our lives.

We safely move through the various motions, in olden times it was a narrow groove; we are preoccupied with the various instances of those formulas that work for great men. Are we brooding over our prejudices, pretending the joys of life are among us without even knowing we only use those parts which are apparently missing? Consider for a moment you have a taste of the hardy wine of freedom. Should your anxiety be relieved, nothing gnawing at you, no perception of a need; is this also the character of transparency? We are truly imprisoned as if we lay at the bottom of a dungeon, heaped with chains but trusted and full of advice.

The men of grace and context know that life comes without warning, and as suddenly goes. They denied none of their natural inclinations, and repressed none of their bodily desires. They never felt the spur of fame. They sauntered through life gathering its pleasures as the impulse moved them. They filled in the cross roads, but they cared nothing for fame. In death they all have the same qualities and they all “pull snow.”

Now spurred to frenzied action by the promise of a reward or fame, the question is: were you a Cemetery or were you a Celebrity? Thus the myriad things are equal at birth, and again become equal in death. All are equally wise, equally foolish, equally noble, equally base.

Today people live fewer years to get home, others are employed many, but they all die. The benevolent sage dies just as dead as the wicked fool. Alive they were [the sage-kings] Yao and shum; dead, they are just rotten bones. Alive they were [the cruel tyrants] Lieh and Chou; dead, they are just rotten bones. And rotten bones are all alike; who can distinguish them? Then let us make the most of these moments. Try to notice the improvements and find ways of measuring them. We have to be concerned with what those have said…. always.

The Fundamental of Confucius

Early Chinese thought was recognized on the basis of Schema. Confucius identified it. Some of the political movements since have gone the opposite way. That is the inert persons responsible for the network of ideas, always a guy, has enjoyed better times since. The culture in China has vacillating within it military and political issues; yet there is an imperative. It is nearly systemic to the cultural makeup for the reason that the object for which people can talk is the cause of complications. It is inevitable that Schema will develop from the obstacle. Going on the basis of unity or the similarity of a conditioned thinking process, the emphasis for order and unity secures Confucius will recognize the absence of it. How does one ascend into grace, or achieve immunity from the encroaching Schema. This is my idea: assuming a person is sympathetic to the Schema, society and culture as it is good or bad gets congested; it would be satisfactory to sort of delete all of the various instances of the thought; all of them all at once. I refuse to believe that Confucius would not notice the silence. So, assuming the deletion has sufficiently affected the culture, it is marked as a waking for Confucius. Even though there is little written about the philosopher, Confucius evidently appears at instances when the schema has disappeared.

Have a Good Evening

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My automatic behavior on an evening when I just want complacency was marked with two, Yep you guessed it, (2) Problems. The question is nostalgically, do you want to read about my (2) all time best problems?

The first problem is: I pray that BOB doesn’t have any children. There is this guy BOB in Texas. People have tried to be creative about him, but I know like BOB pretty much everything is creative. I have this Ice-Cream Sandwich, and I’m happy. But I know at BOB’s best he is nothing more than a Tom and Jerry Cartoon; Jerry is his Dad. Now I know you know the bible story. It is the greatest story ever told. The Bible. Well anyway there is this lady; she retained her health. Her name is Mary. I am not sure about the rest, like what she said, what she saw, or if anyone else witnessed the same thing she did. Oh, Mary had a son; I tried to tell BOB, the guy in Texas. I would say he could have been God, but now I know the Bible story. BOB, the guy in Texas, has not married lord forgiving, so I guess everything is OK. That is all, like I should know the drill; but how will there be a Kingdom within a Kingdom. I just keep getting awkward about BOB. So, I try his story the same as the one in the bible, and I just get more and more unsure. That I laugh. Like the story I tell, what I am saying each sentence ends like gish – (I’m Laughing Out Loud).

This is the other one; no less epic. “Clay Jenkinson had sex with Mary Stockinger and he paid five dollars for it.” The title is longer then the first title, “The Bible” but this one is different. This story might not turn out as generic as the first. Well, Clay returns home from the distressing event. For his parents though they knew about what he did, they could not confront him. So they had a hissy-fit. Okay, a guy does the wrong thing. Like I said he had sex with Mary Stockinger. He doesn’t remember this so you might as well put it on the back burner. But that won’t work because every time he does the presentation, I call security and have him escorted off the stage. So, really as far as a story is concerned all there is is Clay Jenkinson and a little bit of scorn from his parents over Mary.

Clay Jenkinson remembered how much his parents hurt him, so when he discovered what his parents had used, The Declaration of Independence, to show their disapproval, he committed him self to it. He doesn’t see how this was punishment for the wrong thing. And, it is probably an ethic of his parents more than a general wrong thing. But, Clay falls dreadfully short of making a connection of the street sex and his parents scorn. The scorn part is how he involved himself with Jefferson. It was The Declaration of Independence then that Clay Jenkinson became a scholar.

So, as he performs before an audience in the character of Thomas Jefferson, I gently motion him off the stage as if a Security Guard were working with someone having inappropriate behavior. Not only is he festering in the scorn of his parents, he is undermining the peace of an American Historical Figure. This is my story and I’m saying that Clay Jenkinson does not understand his interest causally. So, the performances continue. I am not sure how to describe it; it is magic. I do not want any trouble. Just for the record, I need to let you know that Thomas Jefferson had sex with an African American woman, not a prostitute.

All of these (2) Stories are reserved for a time when I want to relax and enjoy a good evening.

Madonna I’m “TEV2”

I want to know a little more about Madonna. Confessions is really great. I would never say that about anyone unless I thought they were equipped to process it. Admittedly though I do not think I could differentiate a Paranoid person from the Performer. It would help a lot if I could tell what I am [a boy / a girl]; I am TEV2. The last few times I took a 48D; which with the given in-site, is passing at that, I discovered I’m right where I’m at! Did she go somewhere else? Hell no. From the repertoire of things I am able to do, that they are not a public spectacle, I can only hope that they would be appropriate; but that I am acting on the basis that I believe what I am doing is in fact in agreement with the Truth of what I am doing. Basically, don’t go somewhere else. The thoughts should be accepted on the basis of their merits; sometimes it’s itself.

Madonna has correct thinking! So just how is Madonna doing? Madonna’s web site is pretty good. I was reminded of the type (real clean) with none of the “euroMA” high end negatives that come with the Madonna territory. I have been won. She really has all her stuff tuned up. “Hello? Madonna? I want to sign your guest book. First though, could we see where we’re at with Max Allen Collins?”

If it were not for the name as his talent, he never would have flipped Dick Tracy over, run him ragged through various instances of Cezanne, and twisted him until we should accept the compromising psychiatric circumstance of, “she should have made it easier for him to forgive,” he would have got this stuff long ago. But he is his name, and he still hides behind it. Did Max Allen Collins ever do any moonlighting? As usual, people work. The worse the tweaking, the harder it is on the people who work. The essentials though we have to work once straightened out makes it a lot easier for us. I mean we won’t have to work quite as hard.

Getting back to the person I want to talk about. I say; yeah. yea; it is the name thing, and Madonna has the thinking; I can hear it. Everything is in the best of all possible places. So, anyway, Max is the guy who hangs there just because he can tell there are similarities; like agreement. To get this you would have to have studied for years on the Chester Gould’s Dick Tracy. You would have had to realize that Devitt is a good name given similar circumstances. I will tell you that it will come up at the right time; and you will have the correct thinking too. And with the correct thinking; it is just the most amazing, “would be song.” Since when is a name bad on the basis that it is mean!

God where did my childhood go? No, No, I am responsible; I am no ‘nvu’. I have been in Roe v. Wade a while during my childhood. So, that is about the sum total of it; Right? I guess I matured enough not to be in danger of getting chosen. The rule is 1.2.3. Candidly, I would have been a lot better off if I had been Catholic. Even The Catholic Project Rachel has correct thinking. Project Rachel is the Catholic version of Roe V. Wade. That’s amazing to me!

Especially noteworthy since I’m on the topic, I am not flip-flopping either. Madonna? pick up. I just want to give credit where credit is due. This is not an invitation either, and I am betting that if I never get a response from Madonna, confessions is enough. Beyond that, which people often try; this is “TEV2.” And so I am a boy and I have everything. If nothing else this reading has been in-creditable.

While great songs are written and the few Rock Stars have become the Many Stars, I could only reward myself by giving my dad an award.

Cezanne’s Centennial 2006

Get ready! I have to acknowledge this year is the Centennial (100 years) Anniversary of Paul Cezanne’s death. He was born on January 19, 1839 and passed away October 22, 1906. He was a very great artist, and there is no shortage of information about him as a man. There is a lesson which I have learned from years of study about him. I think about Cézanne every single day of my life. I live in a region that is an equivalent in climate to France. The fact that he suffered psychiatrically is predicative in the many descriptions of his Masterful Paintings.

I am happy I do not have the illness he had. There is a great deal of support structures in our American culture to be sure Cezanne was the last famous person to suffer his own thinking in a certain way. In the United States he would be considered to have Schizophrenia.

My particular situation in my youth caused me to get angry without even knowing what I was trying to prevent. I fought through most of my childhood, and it turns out the issue is about my name and not my situation. I should do something for fear a person might suffer as he did.

The community I live in has largely been critical of my position on Cézanne, however this temperament is local. If you find yourself interested in Cezanne there really is an Idea; not just a patina or a mold. And, the bottom line categorically is that I’ve learned something about Genes. Those are pretty much set; so, don’t expect any changes in your Genetic make-up.

Cezanne’s Anniversary

First note on Childhood Friend

I am the childhood friend for Brendan. We have been friends since second grade. Oh, he is married and works as an architect in New York. The big news is his birthday. It was this month. As has many childhood friends, we have drifted apart. I think about it and I am proud to have been his friend. I was a good friend to him. I provided ample thickness of thought and in return he developed a complicated set of required actions.

Many years later, I have worked at those self improvement actions. I still want to work and thus I want to get a start. Yeah, I want to crawl though my childhood and discover ways to improve. If it is something I can finish I would do it. The most amazing part of this experience was that I learned Brendan was a particular friend.

The various instances of his name, those people who look like him, his birthday class, and his sound are all instances of transference- he does none of it. He was a particular friend. Particularly. The episode from which I am most worked is one from a play by Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot. It is the first act where I am his what. Act II is after I have sufficiently learned my lesson to the extent that I am the Particular friend in another context. I have my own relationship with someone; an episode (Act I) and I have someone who is my friend. I get to do the work.

I have become immune to transference. So just in regards to Brendan, I want to give sufficient notice I am ready for his Act II. I will get through either act, but that they are not on the same plane. Do not worry, it is good. I am happy. I know what is happening and I think of the humanities with sympathy. It looks like a pay stub. Now, I come out of Act II sufficiently strong enough for my own version of Act I. So, I’m not really getting out of anything, but I have moved up. I just wanted to let you know.