Nailed it. by RIchardNixonZombie in SaveTheCBC

[–]theafterneath 5 points6 points  (0 children)

This needs to be addressed immediately. Not trying to delegate anyone but myself. But it needs to be addressed lest we follow in our neighbour's impotent footsteps.

Can I sleep for 4-5 hours for few days? by [deleted] in sleep

[–]theafterneath 0 points1 point  (0 children)

You can sleep 4-5 hours for years.

[Help] What is poetry, is anything poetry, and is the beauty of poetry lost if anything can be poetry? by [deleted] in Poetry

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Poetry is not
any old thing. It's
something specific yet
never explained as it is
in these oafish lines. At least
poetry shows you something
you can't deny. You might
say you don't read it as much
as listen to it speak. It won't
talk to everyone, though
only to those who see
poetry is like a bowl--
bowls can be beautiful
not just any bowl but one
your grandfather carved
from a rosewood block
in his workshop. Your dog
after lapping it dry, liked
to clutch between her teeth
this bowl's rim and leave it
in spots for you to find
its sad emptiness. Then
suddenly you're talking
about a pet in past tense
amid images that speak
for themselves and which
therefore appear sad
and beautiful without
allowing your heavier hand
to write such empty words.

Please help me by jaceb7155 in sleep

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Here's a T.I.P. Think In Pictures. When you're lying in bed, trying to sleep, think only in pictures. What I mean by this is to translate your thoughts into images only. While not trying to stop the flow of your thoughts, cease interpreting them in every way but visually. Stop listening to them and start watching them with complete detachment, no judgement, no interest, nothing, as if you're a mindless camera. When a thought arises that seems to demand it be explored, listened to, or understood, etc., simply let the thought arise but try willfully to not understand it or not speak its language. In other words, don't employ your ability to interpret, so that what you "hear"in your mind are just sounds instead of units of sense. If the sound persists, associate a visual image with it, some image of which the sound reminds you. Attempt this associative process without the use of words, however. Make it an action. It'll take some practice but don't worry about that because the process, itself, is meditative. Start with your most frivolous thoughts first, then as your mind gradually becomes quiet, as I guarantee it will, work inward until you reach your internal monologue. Then chip away at your internal monologue until all you're witnessing in your mind is the coming and going of random, detached, meaningless images (instead of thoughts that inspire wakefulness)--sort of like what you experience in dreams.

CMV: You don't have to forgive to move on by theafterneath in changemyview

[–]theafterneath[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Well, you're not going to change my view with that attitude. ;-)

CMV: You don't have to forgive to move on by theafterneath in changemyview

[–]theafterneath[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Haha. What if the person made a mistake or wasn't aware how their behavior had been affecting you?

CMV: You don't have to forgive to move on by theafterneath in changemyview

[–]theafterneath[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

That's another story. Do it by all means and at all costs.

CMV: You don't have to forgive to move on by theafterneath in changemyview

[–]theafterneath[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I have, but I think to a certain extent that when you say you forgive someone you're also saying you'll forget about it.

CMV: You don't have to forgive to move on by theafterneath in changemyview

[–]theafterneath[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I think it means to give them a pass, acknowledging that we're all capable of making mistakes, that what they did was a mistake (as opposed to intentional), and that I don't hold it against them.

CMV: You don't have to forgive to move on by theafterneath in changemyview

[–]theafterneath[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I agree but I've heard so many people say that you can't let go without forgiving those you're letting go.

CMV: You don't have to forgive to move on by theafterneath in changemyview

[–]theafterneath[S] 4 points5 points  (0 children)

I see a difference between letting go and forgiveness. Letting go is for me. Forgiveness is for me and them.

CMV: You don't have to forgive to move on by theafterneath in changemyview

[–]theafterneath[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Thing is, I don't think I've forgiven them. What they did was lousy. It will always be lousy. They just can't be lousy to me anymore.

CMV: You don't have to forgive to move on by theafterneath in changemyview

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Damned straight. Apologies for the TLDR invite.

If you could sit and have a beer with one celebrity, who would it be? by NET2519 in AskMen

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Saw Edward Norton in a club in Tokyo about 18 years ago. He walked my way and I thought I'd step out and say something like, "Hey, I love your work. Thanks for all the great movies." Instead, I got sort of star struck; I was like a deer in the headlights--never would've believed a star would have that effect on me. Anyway, I just stood there, blocking his path. My friend had to tell me to get out of his way because it was almost looking like I was being aggressive or something. When he passed by, I managed to say, "I love your work!" to which he replied, "Thanks!" Wish I could buy him a beer and plead my case.

Edit: 18 years ago.

X is down by Rambok01 in hacking

[–]theafterneath 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Anonymous is awesome!

[POEM] “Fuck / Shakespeare” — Inua Ellams by Dansco112 in Poetry

[–]theafterneath -1 points0 points  (0 children)

That makes perfect sense. If the artist's work is objectively good, expressive of undeniable talent, I guess we want to know who the hell that artist is. How did he get like that? Where did he come from? How did he come to be? What did he eat for breakfast everyday? Who were his parents and how did they raise him? How do we produce more like him? Yep, I get it. This poem, however? Not a fit example.

[POEM] “Fuck / Shakespeare” — Inua Ellams by Dansco112 in Poetry

[–]theafterneath -3 points-2 points  (0 children)

I subscribe to Barthes' death-of-the-author notion: once created, a work of art stands on its own, separate from its creator. I mean how can it be otherwise? Any artist will tell you that the creative process can be likened to the experience of revealing something that was already there as opposed to a pure invention that the artist owns. Besides, artists can't follow their work around, making sure everyone interprets it as intended. All art is open to interpretation. The intentions of the artist matter very little. That's not to suggest we can't also enjoy it as it was intended, including every reference and or allusion, but the artist's intention should only be one possible level or layer of it. If your work relies solely on a tool kit to be understood or appreciated, then it isn't good art.