Sunday 3 July 2022

SN TV ARTHUR MILLER SKY ARTS

 A SENSE OF FORM X MOVEMENT

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MANHATTAN 110TH STREET FACING THE PARK -IT WAS THE 20S

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NO PEACE IN DUALITY X ONLY PEACE IS BEYONG RAGA DWESA

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ENERGY OF A DYNAMO

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HOW MUCH LYF WE MAKE , HOW MUCH ARE MADE BY CIRCUMSTANCES

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TO MAKE COMPLICATED THINGS COMPREHENSIBLE

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DTH OF A SALESMAN BASED ON UNCLE OF ARTHUR MILLER

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ITS ALRIGHT. I CAME BACK

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MASTERED THE RAIN, COOLED THE SUN

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WILLY LOMAN

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TRAGEDY OF AN ORDINARY MAN 

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PAST CRASHING IN TO OVERWHELM HIS MIND

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DAMAGED MEMORY

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ILLUSION V REAL

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TRAGIC SCHEME = PSYCH REALITY X SOCIAL REALITY

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TRAGEDY IS MORE OPTIMISTIC THAN COMEDY- ULTIMATE CONRONTATION WITH REALITY

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MILLER , DRAMATIST SINCE HENRIK IBSEN 

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QUORA 

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I have experienced contacts with my husband, my mother, and my dog after their passing. The strongest and most frequent connection was with my dog.

With my husband and my mother I really did get a sense of them kind of 'keeping an eye on me' from time to time; wanting to check in to see how I was doing. Neither of them showed me any grief about what had happened, and I sensed that they didn't grieve for me or miss me in the way we miss those who have passed. Their short visits just seemed like a 'hello, I thought I'd just drop in and see how you are' kind of thing. There was love. yes, but not any grieving sadness.

With my dog, especially at first, I sensed that she wanted to be near me a lot because she felt happy in her familiar environment with me. She was happy enough, and her love really shone (I don't mean a literal visible light...but a light in the Heart) I sensed no sadness from her.

After a while her visits weren't as frequent, but she would still turn up pretty regularly. I am very sensitive to her presence, and when she was gone, she was definitely not with me. I took that to mean she had fully transitioned in a healthy way.

Yet she visited approximately once a month, sometimes more often. Every time she turned up there was just a joy with her, and that 'light of love'. No grief at all.

Yet there were a handful of times when I did sense something slightly 'poignant'. I honestly don't know if that was because she was missing me, her earth life, or whether it was that she was feeling my missing her! That feeling was brief and full of love, and not a heavy emotion at all. It could have been a kind of compassion.

As more time went by I had a sense of her discovering more about herself, and not wanting to visit quite as frequently, so I guessed she had fully and happily adapted to her new life. She does still return occasionally; maybe 3 times a year now. What is remarkable is that she initiates her visit, and it shows me she is clearly able to remember.

This has shown me that we are inclined to underestimate animals while they live here. When they cross they are Souls just as we are, and are capable of all kinds of reflections, memory, and purpose.


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EE  HEAD HUNGER V STOMACH HUNGER


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LIBERAL ARTIST V POPULAR FASCISM 


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D LAMA - DEAR FRIEND, MY ENEMY


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One of the more famous quotations in philosophy comes from Wittgenstein. It goes, “the limits of my language signify the limits of my world”. It’s a great line, because it focuses us, again, on the specific and unique axis by which we encounter the word. We all live as a metaphysical chimera. We are aware of our bodies, our minds, and our thoughts – we exist, in this sense, as objective. Yet, we are also the focal point and lens by which we examine the world – we exist, as a subject.
For Wittgenstein, the language I use, which means the concepts I have, are the entirety of “reality”. It is the goldfish bowl in which we live. To talk of a reality “behind” or “beyond” this language is, quite frankly, nonsense.
Try as we might to examine the self – like some 3rd person player in a game – we can never leave our infinitesimally small mental corner of the universe. It’s as if to imagine that your head is locked into a 360-degree television bubble. The TV flashes up images. It gives us beauty and misery, sunshine and rain, but ultimately this televisual goldfish bowl is our entire universe.
And yet, here you are, reading these words, within your little bubble. My mind, my writing, has made its way into your world. I am, for you, simultaneously objective – a “thing”, but also, I’m subjective – I’m up with you in your head.
I exist to you like the phantasmagoria of a dream. If you put down the phone, scroll onto some memes, or get distracted by something, I cease to exist. Your focusing on this sentence makes me a reality.
Wittgenstein wrote, “The philosophical self is not the human being… with which psychology deals, but rather the metaphysical subject, the limit of the world - not a part of it". Your mental landscape, the workstation on which all thoughts dance about, are different from the world. Even the word “subjective” is an objective word. It’s a fumbling failure in that it misses the entire meaning of the reality of subjectivity.
Up in our minds we hover above the world in the truest sense of “metaphysical”. We can be as physicalist or as scientifically objective as we like, but nothing we can do will tether our minds to the world.
May be an image of text that says "Wittgenstein The Goldfish Bowl"

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ARTIST THROWS HIMSELF INTO WORLD AND SEE IF HE FLOATS
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MONROE SADDEST GIRL-MILLER
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WATCH IT ALL GO BY
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WAVE IS TO OCEAN  WITO LINE
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MONROE FUNERAL- SHE WONT BE THERE - MILLER
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I’m not clear what you mean by tendencies…. When I was born and began talking, I spoke to my parents about previous lives I had experienced. Just small details, which I thought were normal. Of course they were extremely uncomfortable and hushed me up as soon as they could. Reincarnation has been evident in my life, and part of my spiritual belief system. I continue to receive insights and information about reincarnation. It is my understanding our souls have a vast amount of lessons to learn before we reach a place where we can guide other souls. Our souls choose these lessons, for each of these lifetimes. Also, our souls may decide to leave a lifetime early before the lesson is completed. Then, they will have to repeat that lesson. Time is different in the spiritual world . People believe souls we knew before, we often meet again, or souls we have an unfinished issue with, we will meet to resolve that issue. Lifetimes can be very difficult. I do think as our souls choose the lessons, we need to know they are also chosen by a higher power which also guides us in love. It seems our souls become lighter and more joyful as we pass through more and more lifetimes. There are many books written about reincarnation. A book called, Many Lives, Many Masters, is a fascinating recounting by a therapist who did not believe in reincarnation but experienced the evidence clearly and specifically with a client. Raymond Moody wrote many years ago about it. Explore. Trust your beliefs.


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ALL SUICIDES ARE MURDERED- VICTIMS OF AGGRESSION - MILLER


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MHC - SUPERVISED, SECTIONED AND SUICIDAL


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MILLER - ENJOYED BEING A FATHER, ALSO ENJOYED ESCAPING BEING A FATHER


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MILLER T21 CHILD - NEVER TALKED


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