The ladder of love against the fall of reason

Not in order to brag or anything , I must say meeting him back in the eighties was a rush, but how this not create a new bubble if dualectically unsound for a deliciously sought

Out dilletante. So from all this pop tart comes someone from Big Sur, actually two Henry Miller and the author of ‘In and out of the Garbage Can’

Friedrich (Frederick) Salomon Perls (July 8, 1893 – March 14, 1970), better known as Fritz Perls, was a noted German-born psychiatrist and psychotherapist of Jewish descent. He coined the term “Gestalt Therapy” for the approach to therapy he developed with his wife, Laura Perls. His approach is related to Gestalt psychology and the Gestalt Theoretical Psychotherapy of Hans-Jürgen Walter.

At Gestalt Therapy’s core is the promotion of awareness, the awareness of the unity of all present feelings and behaviors, and the contact between the self and its environment. Perls and his work became associated with the Esalen Institute in California, in the 1960s. Perls has been widely evoked outside the realm of psychotherapy for a quotation often described as the “Gestalt prayer.” This was especially true in the 1960s, when the version of individualism it expresses received great attention.

And again rushing foreward, for the time being what it is is duplicitous with it’s sorrily derived simulated sister, so going on , fail not to mention other absurdists and pseudo imagineers of visions of dream like states, pretty much correlate with the olde school visions which occupied a frequent visitor of what came before that, and what came before that that ad nauseum absurdum or better, absurd nausea.

Noth trough you almost jerked out idiot?

Not nearly until the fat lady sings toward the last curve of her airline, and that depends on the last man, if he could just bend to her occasion?

Ouch, that’s a loooooong stretch of the imagination, but really hoping against hope he can do it before jumping to an inordinate conclusion,
That is: what really happens when the snake actually dies swallow him self take and all, which for the same reason that Sheherazade could not afford to tell tales night after night in araby

So all must continue, at least believe that tales are unending and usually as is the custom in Hollowood, a happy end is a requirement absent that welcome back day of the locust.

There are no quick strategies involved here, where even symbolism has met itch match in a game where the prisoners must agree to some consilatorial gesture, at the very least. Here statistics are dealt differently, the will to gather subordinates by the force of will , that tend to recollect powe maybe by a clever switch if masks, like reminiscent of recapturing times stopping short at the guillatine of pretty awesome viannese beauties, who flashing diamonds in between childish human, paid the ultimate prize for such positively stunning political shenanigans.

Thiscwascacdirely pre-edited mess , that tempts to flow those in needing sole post script rehabilitated into kierkegaardian skyhooks, so that all could turn toward the rising son, that dies , not should follow.

The Pantheon, Paris.

Poetry

France divided over calls for Arthur Rimbaud and Paul Verlaine to be reburied in Panthéon
Petition says the poets, who were lovers as young men, were ‘the French Oscar Wildes’ and deserve to rest in the mausoleum

Mon 28 Sep 2020 11.06 ED

France’s cultural elite are split over whether the remains of two of the country’s greatest poets, Arthur Rimbaud and his lover Paul Verlaine, should be dug up and re-interred in the Panthéon in Paris.
The secular mausoleum is home to French greats including Voltaire, Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Émile Zola, Alexandre Dumas and Marie Curie. Now a petition signed by more than 5,000 people, including culture minister Roselyne Bachelot and a host of her predecessors, is calling on president Emmanuel Macron to allow Rimbaud and Verlaine to join them.
Arthur Rimbaud (left) and Paul Verlaine
‘They enriched our heritage with their genius’ … Arthur Rimbaud (left) and Paul Verlaine Composite: Alamy; Getty
Rimbaud, the poet known for Illuminations (Illuminations) and Une Saison en Enfer (A Season in Hell), died in 1891 at the age of 37. He is buried in Charleville-Mézières in the Ardennes. Verlaine, known as one of the leaders of the symbolist movement, died in 1896, and is buried in the Batignolles cemetery, off the Paris ring road.

“Rimbaud and Verlaine are two major poets of our language. They enriched our heritage with their genius,” says the petition. “It would only be fair to celebrate their memory today by bringing them together to the Panthéon, alongside other great literary figures: Voltaire, Rousseau, Dumas, Hugo, Malraux.”
The petition highlights how the poets are symbols of diversity who “had to endure the relentless ‘homophobia’ of their time”, describing them as “the French Oscar Wildes”. The two began a stormy love affair when Rimbaud was 17. Verlaine left his wife and child for Rimbaud, whom he called “the man with soles of wind”. Their relationship ended in 1873, when a row broke out between them and Verlaine fired a gun at Rimbaud, for which he would spend two years in a Belgian prison.
“We could of course bring them in separately, one after the other, but this passion that united them deserves to be brought in together, right?” said Bachelot in an interview with Le Point. “Bringing these two poets and lovers into the Pantheon together would have a significance that is not just historical and literary, but profoundly relevant today.”

The petition says the current resting places for the poets are not worthy of their genius, with Rimbaud buried in a “narrow, miserly” tomb, and Verlaine “in a vault … under frightful plastic flowers in the Batignolles cemetery”. “Is this how France honours its greatest poets?” asks the petition.
Counterarguments point out that the two men “turned their backs on society” and were “in love with freedom, going as far as making transgression a way of life”. Jacqueline Teissier-Rimbaud, the great-grand-niece of the poet, has stated her opposition to the plans, telling the press that “Rimbaud did not start his life with Verlaine and did not end it with him, these are just a few years of his youth”, while the association Les Amis de Rimbaud is also against the plans. A counterpetition, which had 439 signatories at time of writing, is calling on Macron to keep the poets where they are, and not fall into the “trap of political correctness”.
The French president is the only person who can decide about moving a body to the Panthéon. In 2018, Simone Veil, the Holocaust survivor and women’s rights defender, was given the honour of a final burial there.

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Closer to Don Bachardy
Published in 2014, The Animals: Love Letters between Christopher Isherwood and Don Bachardy—masterfully compiled and edited by Katherine Bucknell, director of the Christopher Isherwood Foundation and the editor of four volumes of the writer’s diaries—showcases the couple’s deep adoration for each other (the titular " …Feb

And finally illustrative of the tragic re-birth of Sergei Diaghilev, the charismatic and relentlessly energetic force behind the creation of the Ballets Russes, was much older than Vaslav Nijinsky when he met him in St Petersburg. He took an instant shine to the explosively talented dancer, and they became lovers”

But let’s pause a moment and find that idea in Nietzche as a recreation of the dusty, winding road up the staircase to love, all consuming and absolutely stunning for which the imoersonified presence of authors looses his essentially near, over the edge if plunged headlong into the abysmal underground.

Next up: Distievsky’s ‘Letter from the underground ‘
Leading to a quote of similar venues:

The Complex Christ toward the Christ complex - sent to author of ‘Household )(or house hold() Japhy

Considering that we are on a forum, when did you intend to allow someone to discuss any of this with you? Copy and paste is not the way to have a discussion, and all you have posted would serve as preparation for your own statement that we would then discuss. The subject might have been interesting, but you have made it into a monologue.

agree totally, like a character is reduced, personally toward a one dimensionality , exhibiting he stops talking to people and the monologue represents a squander of spiritual richness which makes up for the material hain,and can not improve his fall as a narrowing of his existence , the room he is in , narrows and becomes an insolvable circumstance

He reduced overall life, with iconforming to his life style , and would fall , coincided , with social losses, and he thinks of a blackness he fears it’s a soul oess cavern and he starts to climb back into clever repartee , and he is holding unto flashes of memories.

So yes, monologues become fla, unless very cleverly done, and sometime maybe tonight but more likely tomorrow, will post something a couple of gray comedians.

Just wanted to express that a monologue coincides with loss of neighborhood, and he looks foreward to a characterless one dimensional guy whose monologue is representative to bee in an empty auditorium, has only himself to talk to therefore players are missing

Usually with me is real people discriptions , but this scene fades, and he looses friends etc and becomes impoverished.

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The content, does not live up to the thread title…

…a shame, because it’s a cool thread title.

Don”t let that bother you, the only way the content can fill with accordably near similar images, if and when a simple man( meno) can look the original student face to face and hoping he is not seeing double.

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…seeing double of what?