I know, Alice

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The writer easily feels being too many mirrors of others’ “writing” you into their lives, not only concealing you from them—by their unwitting need for you to be a mirror of their sense of self in their own lives—but also putting you into an immense loneliness of plural being.  

So, creative characterization may be not only art, bur therapeutic in ways which few others understand.  

True love sees the plurality of you as your authemtic manifold of being with others as oneSelf, which best friends of youth, then True loves, cherish purely.  

Though suffering the end of that is cause for “endless” mourning, art can turn longing into lasting gratitude for trust and love you were lucky to have lived.

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autumn 2022

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End of semester. The “children” are returning to where they came from. The quiet around the area outside returns the street to being a neighbor-
hood. I feel a faint thrill along with faint melancholy about the turn of
the year.

This period of weeks has long been an open mystery about what the annual change of seasons will evince for writing. I don’t know now whether or not I’ll have new material to share before early January. I may suddenly want to add a lot. Probably not—or maybe.

Anyway, I’ve been doing a lot of writing offline, so I expect even better during the weeks ahead.

I’m happy.

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mirror of a musement

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The senses of creativity I’ve improvised during the past decade were always afterthoughts irt work that evinced the thoughts. Wondering about creativity itself is no source of creative work. Creativity doesn’t emerge from a conception of creativity.

Then, concentrating on cohering it all doesn’t lead to more creative work other than the coherence being creative (or meta-creative). So,
a creative approach to understanding creativity may emerge.

The senses of you as muse I’ve improvised during the past decade were always preludes to work that resulted. Prospecting you as such was an afterthought to the mirroring which you inspired. But, dwelling in that did lead to more musing.

So, love of your musement was creative.

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I eat well today.

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But I see a news story about “food insecurity” in “our” wealthy U.S.
I recall a recent report about African famine due to climate change; or desperate survivors of barbarous shelling of Kiev, which cloud my eyes with tears.

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his story of loving singularity

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Today’s “love of ascending (and descending)” completes a 4-part series on love: “…notes,” “‘mindfulness’,” “fun with science…,” and today, which begins with infant attachment and ends in high sense of exploring.

There is no romanticism in my sense of love as ardent caring (in various ways and to varying degrees). Yet, my sense of this appeals for scaling up care through one’s years of growing up (thanks to good parenting and education) to ardently identify with Our humanity as one’s own, in a sense perhaps best expressed by literary history.

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fun with science searching for essential love

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Some leading ethical theorists ground morality (deontic ethics) in love (Harry Frankfurt, Michael Slote, Martha Nussbaum). Empirical psych-
ology can be quite corroborative of that—and for conceptual or philo-
logical prospecting. So, “love in empirical research” shows how that (blandly focused on ordinary love) may unwittingly complement richer views (humbly coming later).

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“mindfulness”

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This is a a conceptual venture which is not overtly related (yet) to common cultural, so called senses which methodically counsel better mental health. But I’m all for better mental health!

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love notes

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Cutely titled, but analytical, this also links to earlier points of effusively loving to be.

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fulfilling enjoyment as (and for) better humanity

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“Flourishing as fulfilling enjoyment” (Sept. 23) is a detailed, long reading of a leading researcher’s (Alan S. Waterman’s) sense of recent decades’ research on “flourishing.”

The Sept. 24 follow up, “better self-enabling for better humanity we share” (much shorter) gathers all of my own themes from the first discussion and constellates that coherently (I hope).

My second discussion can be usefully read without reading my detailed dialogue with Waterman’s text, but the first is useful for understanding how the second emerged.

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whom are you?

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The reality of multiple approaches to understanding a notion (named by a concept) may evince wondering [1] why one chooses one approach over another (if one does so: one is “best”?); [2] why there are multiple approaches (why the pluralism); and [3] how best to understand a convening of the plurality (modeling conceptual evolving?).

For example: identity.

a sense of self-differential integrity

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Sept. 3

How might we better understand a highly flexible sense of oneself?

How might we best understand the academic appeal of such a question as realistically desirable?

Here’s another beginning: “thinking of ‘a diversity of selves’.”

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Sept. 5

And the story continues: “more diversity of selves”

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summer 2022

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Nothing new, but here I am. And gone again.

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August 13

“on not seeking followers”

Happy trails.

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July 30

I am enjoying myself—serious joy, developing themes offline (philological string theory?). Lots coming soon, but not yet.

strings of notes cohering trees

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Internet writing easily allows narrative strings to branch like a tree
(or field paths) in which one can get lost.

I guess one could theorize hypertext writing as a kind of string theory
of texted virtuality.

After all, phenomenology was always textual, always about there being this here between us, belonging together in there being our inevitably different stances on there being this same glyphicality—different presence of the same.

wanting telicity of appellant cohering

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The “Bibliophilia” page (Nov. 2021) gained a second section, “playing to a muse.” And I renamed the page.

OneSelf is not basically a matter of ‘subjectivity’

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A paragraph in “…still-flowering…” (below today) caused an intended short reference posting to become a long discussion.

Much as I’ve been influenced by Jürgen Habermas, I could never wholly endorse his thinking in part because of his attachment to “subjectivity” in the auspices of his centrally intersubjectivist conception of interaction.

So, see: I don’t forget sober discourse, even though I prefer conceptual play.

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...thus, concerted cultivationof current generations

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In tragic times, fidelity to still flourishing is the best response to re-realizing one’s mortality.

My new set of discursive episodes is a milestone. It’s composed of recent and new pages, altogether having variable conceptual difficulty and variable creative license—all part of being a protean kinda guy: “singularity of a still-flowering life.”

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enthralling appeal

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How to arrange 30+ keynotes (future topic foci) into a short story.

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pre-appeal

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The postings below and the May 21 one are parts of an ongoing project. More parts are coming before gathering it all under one title.

• “loving mental playces”

• “self-enhancive love of learning”

It’s all [to be] responding to an appealing focus, but which isn’t yet intimated.

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individuating into Our evolving

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Theoretical biology advances notions of “evo-devo,” but a correlate, non-biologistic difference is expressed by the historicity of a life (developmental individuation) in a historicality of cultural evolving. “Deep heights appealing to low shallows” plays with the difference, from easy accessibility to difficult prospecting.

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What’s integral to engaged, meaningful lives?

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being, preferring, belonging, love, individuation, flourishing, creativity,... conceptual audacity?

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earlier spring 2022

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Friday was a happy day throughout the realm: Finals are over for Cal students, and it’s time to party.

In my own sense, this is a time for celebration. I’ve had a number of good events and things come into my life (which I may discuss some other time). My writing projects offline are growing well (new long postings coming soon); and long discussions via email with academic contacts will be melded into my Work.

Besides, we all need to enjoy the occasional occurrence of the 13th day of the month happening on a Friday. (Some tall buildings lack a 13th floor because many people lack a sufficient sense of humor.)

Also, I’m jubilant that the chronic nuisance of neighborhood partying will soon wane for a couple of months. I’m enjoying my own kind of solidarity with the “children” (who would cringe to be so regarded).

Here’s something (link upcoming): I had fun with the announcement
about that fuzzy image of the Black Hole at the center of “Our” galaxy, whose gravity makes the Milky Way spin with arms of billions of stars.
I commented at the NY Times, but would revise one phrase, deleting its “…Our evolving intelligence” and instead write: “…intelligence Out There eons beyond us….”

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a lovely cohering

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Happy April sees a daze of knitted cohering offline beyond recent additions to Areas of The Project currently, which I’ve deleted from announcement at the top of that page:

• confessing a lovely integrity, January 2022
• better being for beter humanity, February 2022
• generative humanities, November. 2021
• Literary university / democratic ecology, October 2021

My netted cohering constellates an integrally differential appreciability
of living conceptual appeals to be prospected through bibliophilic explorations of proteany, psychanalysis (my sense of “psychoanalysis”), leading mindfulness, literary conceptuality, and humanity’s futures (whatever).

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flourishing humanity

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—as if you haven’t read enough about humanity. But “flourishing humanity” best expresses (so far) my sense of the better continuum
of progressive pragmatics. ‘Flourishing’ is used as a verb.

Humanity is the ethical generality that we are or can be, which ideas
of “universality” and “cosmopoly” conceal, because Our locus in
the cosmos which is universal has nothing to do with Our Earthanity.

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winter 2022

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So being a point of humanity, I flourish before tragedy anyway, as winter yields to spring, and I’m flying: I expect to have new postings weekly.

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flourishing before tragedy

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Who needs delusional despotism to remind one of what matters, when necessary defense is evinced? The principle-based international order of The Fair World will prevail, without a paranoid narcissism of power to remind Us.

The title has a double sense of ‘before’: prior to and in the face of.

It’s an elaborate postponement of detailed discussion of the current horror in Ukraine. Also, it extende an argument for why negate-ive “dialectic” is invalid.

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being a point of humanity

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A large new project, “points of humanity,” is about lifeworldliness, self-effacing reconciliation, being, ethical sense, and bettering our futurity. It’s the first part of a larger project which will eventually list “points of humanity” as its beginning sections.

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anomie of mortality

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I’m regularly reminded, by obituaries of once-prominent persons, that I’d forgotten about them—as the major media evidently did, since they weren’t subjects of articles in recent years (as far as I knew), until they died. “Oh!,” I realize about the person I admired, “s/he wasn’t already dead.” It’s amazing how quickly a long obituary appears, as if some editor was ready for the death.

Encomiums abound for a few days, then they’re forgotten again, at best becoming characters in someone’s distant scholarship.

Tradition was that families kept memory of their recent ancestors alive because families stayed close across generations. Now, many marriages don’t last; the children adjust to a parent being a visitation, everyone having vaguely recognized relatives. And nomadic professions (nom-
adic families) may barely ever know who their relatives are, let alone who’s still alive.

“Neighborhoods” become privatistic data areas in city management. “Communities” become vaguely bounded segments of exurban metropolia. Obsessive social networking brings anomie, even depres-
sion. People are glued to their phone screens on the street, as if desperate for something novel.

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Your life is yours, once.

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“Idealizing better being for better humanity” preludes discussions of others’ work, beginning soon.

But it’s implicitly motivated by feeling from others so much complacency (slackerism); and so much consumerist pandering
in journalism.

Highly engaged artists and inquirers are commonly regarded by market society as aliens—or curiosities. Highly better-advised action and expertise easily seem elitist.

I turn away into my happy excursions, which have involved more work by others than I’ve yet highlighted.

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Another writer wants realismabout humanity now

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“What’s the better (‘best’?) cohering potpourri of this month’s leading ephemera?”

It’s anyone’s guess. Sensibility progresses—and finds progress in contemporaneity—by articulate responsiveness to news, shaping
new projects, new themes, new regions of thematics, as times call for. 

café transcript on the identity of Art

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A problem with autobiography is that detailing the past after many decades is too time consuming: The smallest event can become stories within stories within. And I’ve still got a life to live.

So, given that there’s no perfect beginning—certainly not beginning with childhood—“In The Beginning... Once upon a time...”—I’ll just recall something that suits my mood, whatever the day.

How it all hangs together will have to emerge (if at all) somewhere ahead.

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