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Mokita
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Le problème quand tu as dormis toute la journée, c'est que rendu la nuit ... tu deviens un autre insomniaque à la merci de sa bouteille de whisky.
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oldephebe
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i used to drink lemon zinger tea by celestial seasons..even after a 12 hour work day and a 2 hour commute i still couldn't get to sleep..but the lemon zinger really helped to coax me into a receptive posture to quiet my ceaceless inquiries into the mystery and ambiguity of mans existance..and how do i keep from being crushed under the great collossus of corporate will..and it's comensurate implacable imperative..wait we're talking about sleep here right?..okay so existential estuaries notwithstanding..lemon tea or hot chocolate usually gracefully insinuates a subtley encroaching somnabulism..for a respite of up to 3 and a half hours.. i only have a rudimentary understanding of french..well not really french..i can recognize the latinate roots..so could you translate your post for us non-francophones.. ...
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Mokita
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I was writing in french that the problem when you have slept all day, is that returned to the night ... you become another insomniac dependant of their whisky bottle. Something like this ... Now have a nice day.
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oE
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well..by golly i think i will!
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Mokita
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"… dans un demi sommeil, vous pensez à la mort. Vous savez que vous mourez dans la première moitié du 21ème siècle et vous en éprouvez une sorte de soulagement. Vous tremblez à l'idée de vivre dans un monde où tout est possible, où la vie humaine n'as pas de valeur et où l'impensable est au coin de la rue. Et vous vous dites que la reconnaissance partagée de la dignité humaine est le seule véritable rempart contre l'horreur. Vous vous retournez dans votre lit, vous mettez votre tête sous votre l'oreiller et vous essayez … à nouveau … de trouver le sommeil." Tiré de "Ceux qui ont le pas léger meurent sans laisser de trace" de Bernard Émond
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Mokita
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Mais où est mon insomnie d'antant ??? Il est rendue 3:30 am et je suis vraiment fatiqué ...
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pop givens
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who knows, not me though
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white_wave
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damn i_should_go_to_bed so I will..
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eskimos friend
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c'est moi, mais seulement quand le lendemain j'ai beaucoup de choses à faire. quelle injustice!
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oldephebe
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yeah there is a tendancy for one to come to the unwanted knowledge in those waning hours..that every thing that he think holds him in place, what is to be thought of as holding it all together - eh? and so but then there's this moment of dark epiphany when you know that this ground, this stone under the feet..holding the world.your world in place is well it is like being in the bondage to eh? how do you sayyy? yes illusion..eh what is not really there. eh i do not have any more synonyms for ze existential awakening...
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eskimos friend
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you should read chapter six of la tête sur les épaules, and all of vol de nuit; i like writing about insomnia. i especially loved at 4 in the morning coming across the line: so true. i'm happy to be awake when it means i'm inspired. that's not often these days though.
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eskimos friend
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ahh, my line didn't come out!!! Si les insomnies d'un musicien lui font créer de belles oeuvres, ce sont de belles insomnies...
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oldephebe
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anything to and by alan sokal w/r/t sober empirism vs post-modern contemplation and the elevation of really learned and polysyllabic conjecture to a psuedo-science..
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oldephebe
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oh wait i was supposed to put this on hate_mail ..my bad
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oldephebe
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ah so then if what is wrought out of an existential crisis has some transcendant aesthetic or tranfiguring quality...that makes the wretch who wrung it out of their spirit..somehow beautiful?..i don't know... i always feel exhausted and no more closer to beauty after one of those marathon nocturnal thrashing in the bed crucibles .... am i capturing and or adequately addressing the gestalt of what you were trying to convey?
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'phebe, i'm not sure if you're addressing me, or even blathing on the right page...
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eskimos friend
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i personally don't see insomnia as an existentialist awakening. i can see how it can be, and i'm interested by the way it crops up in existentialist literature, but for me it's usually one of three things: 1. a bloody nuisance; ie i want to sleep but my mind won't shut down or even slow down, and doesn't even do anything productive. 2. an inspiration; i was planning on sleeping, but my mind is alive and kicking with new thoughts and ideas, or a new zeal to do something (sometimes that something is as mundane as redistribute my furniture in interesting ways). 3. a chilled time spent with fellow insomniacs/insomniaques. this doesn't happen too often nowadays, because most people need to sleep more than me to stay alive, and the one who didn't and was always there isn't a part of my life anymore. but when it does happen, it's fun nonetheless. it's odd, because i live my life very often in a way remiss of existentialism, sometimes remiss of stoicism, and yet i have a strong belief in the transcendental, and i'm most certainly not an existentialist or a stoic. mostly, my spiritual awakening was during summer days, not winter nights like these.
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oldephebe
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i get that.
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oldephebe
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Stanzas concerning an ecstacy experienced in high contemplation by St. John of the Cross I entered into unknowing, and there I remained unknowing transcending all knowledge. 1. I entered into unknowing, yet when I saw myself there, without knowing where I was, I understood great things; I will not say what I felt for I remained in unknowing transcending all knowledge. 2. That perfect knowledge was of peace and holiness held at no remove in profound solitude; it was something so secret that I was left stammering, transcending all knowledge. 3. I was so 'whelmed, so absorbed and withdrawn, that my senses were left deprived of all their sensing, and my spirit was given an understanding while not understanding, transcending all knowledge. 4. He who truly arrives there cuts free from himself; all that he knew before now seems worthless, and his knowledge so soars that he is left in unknowing transcending all knowledge. 5. The higher he ascends the less he understands, because the cloud is dark which lit up the night; whoever knows this remains always in unknowing transcending all knowledge. 6. This knowledge in unknowing is so overwhelming that wise men disputing can never overthrow it, for their knowledge does not reach to the understanding of not understanding, transcending all knowledge. 7. And this supreme knowledge is so exalted that no power of man or learning can grasp it; he who masters himself will, with knowledge in unknowing, always be transcending. 8. And if you should want to hear: this highest knowledge lies in the loftiest sense of the essence of God; this is a work of his mercy, to leave one without understanding, transcending all knowledge. ________________________________________ www.essene.com/B'nai-Amen/j-ecstacy.htm
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oldephebe
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i guess the point i'm trying to make is that he inspired a lot of french and anglo writers
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pipedream
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i just want to sleep because i'm sleepy, not becuase i've exhausted myself to the brink of oblivion...i want to sleep and dream, not pass out and regain consciousness hours later and have nothing to show for it but puffy eyes and listlessness.
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oE
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i get that pd.
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040309
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what's it to you?
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