tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138115961972902942.post4303657186196321631..comments2024-03-27T21:31:56.674-04:00Comments on The Quotidian Kit: Spring ~ TimeKitti Carrikerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02673202543914324582noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138115961972902942.post-534439182819334162020-03-02T18:00:31.258-05:002020-03-02T18:00:31.258-05:00Take pity on time . . .
"Heureux Qui, Comme...Take pity on time . . . <br /><br />"Heureux Qui, Comme Ulysse . . . "<br />Happy he (or she)<br />Who travels the day<br />Hopefully, and the<br />World without hope, calm,<br />A smiling stoic<br />Who savours what his<br />Life may bring. Happy<br />The day of birth, and<br />Happy our dying:<br />Without it, life will<br />Not be known. Let all<br />Be seen for itself,<br />For what it is! Do<br />Not fear the voyage<br />Towards the world's edge<br />And the final hour.<br />Take pity on time.<br />Welcome each event<br />Because it greets you<br />As the destined one.<br /><br />by Edward Lucie - Smith<br />in Light Unlocked, 47<br /><br />https://dailykitticarriker.blogspot.com/2013/06/bloomsday-fathers-day.htmlKitti Carrikerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02673202543914324582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138115961972902942.post-58299560001080861562020-02-17T11:20:51.821-05:002020-02-17T11:20:51.821-05:00A friend wrote to describe how staying up 'til...A friend wrote to describe how staying up 'til 4am or so became the new norm: <br /><br />"I CANNOT sleep to save my life. And, frankly, it sounds like T.S. Eliot might have been dealing with sleeplessness when he wrote "Burnt Norton." Aha! (Seriously, thanks for sending -- I had forgotten its haunting loveliness: http://kitticarriker.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-years-words.html). <br /><br />"Anyway, last night was a disaster of tossing & turning & finally getting up in the middle of the night to eat cereal & strawberries and fold laundry and read. So tonight, I'm just going to skip the going to bed part and stay up as late as I possibly can (getting caught up on piles of little stuff), in the hopes of wearing myself out to the point of finally getting some sleep.<br /><br />"The next night, I slept straight thru from midnight until 7 the next morning -- a MIRACLE! I thought maybe I was turning over a new leaf, but no. The next few nights were as usual -- to bed at 1 or so, up at 2, up at 3, up at 4. So from now on, leaving out the middle - man and staying up 'til 4am!"Kitti Carrikerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02673202543914324582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138115961972902942.post-76616922526855210952016-07-19T18:20:05.831-04:002016-07-19T18:20:05.831-04:00from _Only Begotten Daughter_ by James Morrow:
&q...from _Only Begotten Daughter_ by James Morrow:<br /><br />"When Murray Jacob Katz was ten years old, he'd begun wondering whether he was permitted to believe in heaven . . . Jews believed so many impressive and dramatic things . . . 'Pop, do we have heaven?' . . . <br /><br />" 'You want to know a Jew's idea of heaven?' his father had replied, looking up from his Maimonides. 'It's an endless succession of long winter nights on which we get paid a fair wage to sit in a warm room and read all the books ever written. . . . Not just the famous ones, no _every_ book, the stuff _nobody_ gets around to reading, forgotten plays, novels by people you never heard of. However, I profoundly doubt such a place exists.'<br /><br />"Decades later, after Pop was dead" [and even after Murray himself was dead, Murray's daughter Julie thinks back to him telling her about this] . . . <br /><br />"She hoped he was in heaven. She hoped it had a library." (pp 13, 142)Kitti Carrikerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02673202543914324582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138115961972902942.post-61406124790289736152013-07-19T13:24:31.332-04:002013-07-19T13:24:31.332-04:00Gerry McCartney has an opposite theory maybe whate...Gerry McCartney has an opposite theory maybe whatever mysterious mission we have been put on this Earth to accomplish actually happens while we're asleep; and all of our daytime activities are strategies to tire us out so that we can fall asleep and get around to our real work. Whereas, with our limited understanding, we think it's the opposite -- that we are begrudgingly required to sleep merely to refuel so that we can jump up and get busy with our tasks of perceived importance.<br /><br />See also: http://dailykitticarriker.blogspot.com/2012/05/cosmic-task-of-cats.html<br />Kitti Carrikerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02673202543914324582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8138115961972902942.post-11594964669257840872013-07-11T23:34:45.873-04:002013-07-11T23:34:45.873-04:00Re Staying up late & cheating Death: I've ...Re Staying up late & cheating Death: I've always felt sorry for Everyman that Knowledge can't go to the grave with him. All the others -- Fellowship, Kindred, Cousin -- I can accept. But it seems such a shame to say farewell to Knowledge after staying awake all those hours in pursuit of it. That will be my next conundrum to overcome -- as soon as I find away to overcome (instead of being overcome by) Sleep -- how to take Knowledge with me. Any ideas?<br /><br />Thanks to my kind friend Len who wrote: "You don't need to worry about taking knowledge with you. You have already distributed knowledge, and continue to do so, in all your daily sharing of your reading. I feel the same way, however, about sleeping as little as necessary. Sometime I will have to tell you about the view of the afterlife as a great, well-stocked study hall and library (the Kabbalistic notion of the Heavenly Halls).Kitti Carrikerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02673202543914324582noreply@blogger.com