Freud would be impressed with your fusion of a strong, male, protective hunter and a bounteous giving mother to form your god(des). Everyone longs for the days when she had an omniscient, omnipotent parent imago.
--- Frank C. Wimberly 140 Calle Ojo Feliz, Santa Fe, NM 87505 505 670-9918 Santa Fe, NM On Sun, Apr 11, 2021, 4:22 PM <[email protected]> wrote: > Hey, Steve, sorry if I appeared to shrug your question off. My answer was > meant to be colorful, but not facetious. > > > > The only god worth having, in my book, is some sort of an anthropomorphic > god. I am pretty sure that no such god exists. What does exist is a > longing in people to be held in loving hands and put to a purpose, and they > may manifest that longing in many ways. If I care to imagine a Diana-like > god as a momentary expression of that longing, then I see nothing wrong > with that, or necessarily facetious about it. Freud, of course, would love > it. > > > > When I am indulging my religious imagination, I generally expend my effort > on designing the perfect heaven. Just to reassure you that I am not > fooling around here, I will quote the ending of my obituary for my brother, > written 8 years ago and spoken before my august, waspish, mostly atheistic > family. > > > > I am a life-long Darwinian. Like Darwin himself, I believe that no-one > should be denied the comfort of a religious imagination, particularly if > she or he happens to be an athiest. Even a non-believer should take the > time to think what heaven might be. Where will it be? How old will you be > in heaven? Whom will you see there? Will those people be as you know them > now, or as you knew them as a child? What season will it be? What will you > wear? > > > > For me, heaven will be, a doubles match on the court in Ipswich, my > parents, family and friends cheering from the shade of the grape arbor, and > me, bent to the net, with my big brother at the base line behind me, ready > to serve. > > > > I think that, right there, is the best of religion, the comforting > imagination. > > > > Now, if believing in least action as a fundamental law of nature, as a > goal that nature is trying to fulfill, gives you that sort of comfort, I am > all for it. But I cannot imagine being comforted by that. Well, I suppose > I could imagine it like a river, heading toward The Good, and I, lolling in > a boat, being carried along. But I think, pretty quick, I would sit up in > the boat and wonder what this Good Place is (See the TV series of that > name) No religious imagining is going to do me good that isn’t pretty > specific. > > > > My own sense of *How Things Actually Are* is actually pretty unsettling. > As in our politics, I imagine two basins of attraction, one, the > progressive democratic, the other, the autocratic fascist, and a function > that goes back and forth, going down to the bottom of each basin until it > is suddenly flung out into the outskirts of the other from which it now > descends. The only question is how deep down into our present cesspit we > have to go before things start to get better. Is this a 50 year cesspit, > or a 400 year one. > > > > > > > > Nick > > > > Nick Thompson > > [email protected] > > https://wordpress.clarku.edu/nthompson/ > > > > *From:* Friam <[email protected]> *On Behalf Of *Stephen Guerin > *Sent:* Saturday, April 10, 2021 6:53 PM > *To:* The Friday Morning Applied Complexity Coffee Group < > [email protected]> > *Subject:* Re: [FRIAM] Instructional scaffolding - Wikipedia > > > > Nick asks: > | How do you imagine Her. > > I interpret the Archer to be symbolism of an Immanent God in the > pantheistic tradition of Spinoza and Harold Morowitz. Looking a little into > Khalil Gibran, he is described as a pantheist and Sufi mystic on Wikipedia > <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kahlil_Gibran>.. > > You've referenced this poem twice now and I was curious what the symbolism > was for you (Not necessarily if you believe it). > > If you want to stick with your original answer, we can return this thread > to plumbing the semantic depths of "scaffolding" ;-p > > > > -Stephen > > > > > > On Sat, Apr 10, 2021 at 6:12 PM <[email protected]> wrote: > > Hi, Steve, > > > > She’s about seven feet tall, has two gigantic hounds at her side, wears > tall boos, short skirt, works out like CRAZY. When she bends the bow, she > always say, “Easy now. Relax. This may stretch a bit.” Despite this > kindly warning, I am never ready for the “twang!” > > > > How do you imagine Her. > > > > > > Nick > > > > Nick Thompson > > [email protected] > > https://wordpress.clarku.edu/nthompson/ > > > > *From:* Friam <[email protected]> *On Behalf Of *Stephen Guerin > *Sent:* Saturday, April 10, 2021 5:54 PM > *To:* The Friday Morning Applied Complexity Coffee Group < > [email protected]> > *Subject:* Re: [FRIAM] Instructional scaffolding - Wikipedia > > > > On Sat, Apr 10, 2021 at 5:48 PM <[email protected]> wrote: > > Or as Kahil Gibran once famously said: “You are the bow from which your > children as arrows fly; let you bending in the hands of The Archer be for > joy.” > > > Nick you turned me on to this poem a couple of weeks ago and I think it's > beautiful. Who/What do you understand the Archer to be? > *On Children* > > Kahlil Gibran <https://poets.org/poet/kahlil-gibran> - 1883-1931 > > And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, Speak to us of > Children. > And he said: > Your children are not your children. > They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. > They come through you but not from you, > And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. > > You may give them your love but not your thoughts, > For they have their own thoughts. > You may house their bodies but not their souls, > For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot > visit, not even in your dreams. > You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. > For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. > You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent > forth. > The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends > you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. > Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness; > For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow > that is stable. > > - .... . -..-. . -. -.. -..-. .. ... -..-. .... . .-. . > FRIAM Applied Complexity Group listserv > Zoom Fridays 9:30a-12p Mtn GMT-6 bit.ly/virtualfriam > un/subscribe http://redfish.com/mailman/listinfo/friam_redfish.com > FRIAM-COMIC http://friam-comic.blogspot.com/ > archives: http://friam.471366.n2.nabble.com/ > > - .... . -..-. . -. -.. -..-. .. ... -..-. .... . .-. . > FRIAM Applied Complexity Group listserv > Zoom Fridays 9:30a-12p Mtn GMT-6 bit.ly/virtualfriam > un/subscribe http://redfish.com/mailman/listinfo/friam_redfish.com > FRIAM-COMIC http://friam-comic.blogspot.com/ > archives: http://friam.471366.n2.nabble.com/ >
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