it pained him truly that his friend was homocentric that everything revolved around human
beings that he was unwilling to grant animals consciousness trees plants
consciousness
Some plants turn to face the sun maximise it
Not consciously.
You turn Unconscious
You comparing me to a plant?
You denying isness
Isness? What’s that supposed to
be?
Non-teleological Steinbeck
I
know you read himsaid you did
I did.
Then you know
I don’t know what you’re talking
about.
Is thinking
Concerning yourself not with
wha shoudbe coudbe might be rather wha
actually is
Isness
Steinbeck?
Im tellinya
I don’t think so.
Callin me a liar
Strikes me you didnt read him closely
I don’t know what stories you read
of his . .
.
. I read wha he wrote didnt leave his novels alone to speak for him
I read him
I read his novels.
Cut your throat There was more to the man
Here I carry this on my clipboard
Your broken Bear-of-a-Clip?
Still functions doesnt it
It does.
Steinbeck An I quote
“It seems apparent that species
are only commas in a sentence” I havent
lost ya
Species. Commas.
Get on with it.
“Each species is at once the
point and the base of a pyramid . . . One merges in another – a fish with
wrists – mine – groups melt into ecological groups until the time when what we
know as life meets and enters what we think of as non-life: barnacle and rock,
rock and earth, earth and tree, tree and rain and air . . . most of the feeling
we call religious, most of the mystical outcrying which is one of the most prized
and used and desired reactions of our species, is really the understanding and
the attempt to say that man is related to the whole thing.”
Isness
He said that?
I said quote
I never read that.
Maybe yaoughta be less superficial
I read him . .
.
. But not tha
No.
Where do you stand on this
Silence is also a form of discourse Discourse is not reducible to language
What do you expect me to say?
Nothing
Im posing it
Danger Your imagination may not
be your own
Not mine I see quotes but did not record who uttered
or wrote it
Not thaya need worry You an Alfred E Neuman
Youre about as fictitious as him
some time 2001
1346, Thursday,
21 11. 24
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