Theos-Talk Archives (April 2002 Message tt00257)

The writer so far as I know is a theosophist as I have met him in my travels 
along the way and , to me, he is giving rise to the notion of order in a 
mosaic sense yet pointing to Love defying the bounds, as in your post maybe? 
and trying to leave mundane constraints to give rise to a "continuity"? that 
is lacking , sometimes, in day to day writings on trivial as well as profound 
subjects.(What could be more like gods?) ....... It could strike one that 
all this punctuation could easily "box" us and keep us from 'the open road, 
so to speak.
But i have found in life that while traveling one comes to highly congested 
towns and one has to navigate like mad to make all the twists and turns that 
occur and then it eases as we leave that location and travel "smooths" out.
The example of the rocky mountains of Moses and the rolling hills of Jesus 
was given in an article from a theosophical publication and one can't help 
feeling that the mosaic punctuation and the rolling hills of its absence are 
all necessary for our development and it was this students intention to bring 
this forward as best as possible in "light" of your entries.

I enjoy your "style" and greatly appreciate your taking the time to 
"come into the "congestion" of the city and all its vagaries to 'splain your 
intentions. (i notice you had to navigate some periods).The english language 
is tricky at best and human conciousness even more so , soooo, good fortune 
on the "open" highway.
You know that , in contemplation of this subject, that one could 
even tie all this in with the contraction and expanding of the universe and, 
still, not be way off base.
Well, enough for now.
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Subj: Re: Theos-World RE:Jatea...
Date: 4/20/02 10:14:28 PM Eastern Daylight Time
From: oraganon@bellsouth.net (Ademm Indra Ka)
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It may be true that proper punctuation gives ease to the reader. It 
gives structure to certain anomalies, bringing the point across with 
out a defined question of cognitive magic. I find as an applied 
reader that most punctuation in general slows the mind thus one 
misses the absolute truth of the writers true act. The act is not to 
pass a conscious reality of if's and's or's (,) but's. It seams that 
the true point of writing goes far beyond that of reconcilable 
truths. When you think to your self do you give pause to a promoted 
action of thought. Is their a need for predominate structure in 
thinking? Sure any given structured point needs any given amount of 
structure. However what higher truths can one conceive through 
repetitiveness in reading? Or could it be that the mind needs to rest 
and endure the silence?

It may be that my wittings are a little chaotic or even allot, 
However My perception is that it make the reader think about 
universals ie; points that otherwise could not be said with words. I 
can read in phase of the humble comma it leaves nothing to the 
imagination. I know perfectly what it is trying to say. When I read 
Jatea from a unrelated point of view it leaves allot to the 
imagination One hast to fill in the blanks to fully understand the 
article . The punctuation is obsolete in comparison one hast to think 
about the phrases as that is the point. The enigma drives the unknown 
aspects of the reality of its meaning. It may look like jargon to the 
untrained eye. However its meaning is a thousand fold compared to 
that of the humble comma. I feel.

IN PRAISE OF THE HUMBLE COMMA

The gods, they say, give breath, and they take it away. But the same could
be said ----could it not? ---of the humble comma. Add it to the present
clause , and, of a sudden, the mind is, quite literally, given pause to
think; take it out if you wish or forget it and the mind is deprived of a
resting place. Yet still the comma gets no respect. It seems just a slip ofa
thing, a pedant's tick, a blip on the edge of our conciousness, a kind of
printer's smudge almost. Small, we claim, is beautiful (especially in the age
of microchip). Yet what is so often used, and so rarely recalled, as thecomma
---unless it be breath itself?
Punctuation, one is taught, has a point: to keep up law and order.
Punctuation marks are road signs placed along the highway of our communcation
---to control speeds, to provide directions and to prevent head-on
collisions. A period has the unblinking finality of a red light; the comma is
a flashing yellow light that asks us only to slow down; and the semicolon is
a stop sign that tells us to ease gradually to a halt, before gradually
starting up again. By establishing the relations between words, punctuations
establishes the relations between the people using words. That may be one
reason why schoolteachers exalt it and lovers defy it ("We love each other
and belong to each other let's don't ever hurt each other Nicole let's don't
ever hurt each other," wrote Gary Gilmore to his girlfriend). A comma , he
must have known, "separates inseparables," in the clinching words of H.W.
Fowler, King of English Usage.
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Punctuation , then, is a matter of care. Care for words, yes, but also, and
more important, for what the words imply. Only a lover notices the small
things: the way the afternoon light catches the nape of the neck, or how a
strand of hair slips out from behind an ear , or the way a finger curls
around a cup. And no one scans a letter so closely a s alover, searching for
its small print, straining to hear its nuances, its gasps, its sighs and
hesitations , poring over the secret messages that lie in every cadence. The
difference between "Jane(whom I adore)" and "Jane, whom I adore," and the
difference between them both and "Jane ---whom I adore ---" marks all the
difference between ecstasy and heartache. "No iron can pierce the heart with
such force as a period put at just the right place," in Isaac Babel's lovely
words; a comma can let us hear a voice break, or a heart. Punctuation , in
fact, is a labor of love. Which brings us back, in a way, to gods.
Pico Iyer(free lance writer for Time magazine)
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The above is taken from a somewhat larger article of the same name.

Jatea

All in do process thoughts of eternal love I don't take for granted
the obsession To live to die for something so consequential The
love/hate that controls every thought every emotion Given the time
it takes One may never recover The passion the fire the enticement of
a sacred love affair we may never be apart they will never be alone
My lust for them is so great I worship the power they have together I
would not live without them This chaos is engraved so deep into my
soul the gods reek with envy Their breath is the sacred touch binding
souls with those of immortals Feeling the pain that pleasure brings
us now far apart The cut runs so deep how does one survive Do I even
want to The face of purity at every corner With hint of madness
Endless imagery of orgies on the 4 way to my new destiny One lives to
give one's self to that of divine insanity I can feel the lust in
your emerald eyes It all comes down to this, the first touch Things
that money could never buy I would give my soul for just one touch
Don't mind it I see it all and will have it with time Our every
desire quenched Our godly powers set to roam Iv built this up for
years No words can describe the fire that burns in our veins the
passion we need to feel I would give anything for them and I will
destroy everything without
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