All you have to do is listen and understand and have thoughts and questions at the same level of understanding that the discussion is running around at -----
lacoue-labarthe has been dead now and it was sort of like a funeral, with he was like this and he would've said this, and once upon a time... it was sad to hear the sadness and missingness in my teacher's voice (Avital Ronell).
then Jean-Luc Nancy gave us the keynote adress, about tragedy (his speech After Tragedy)
.... a lady on her way out, was saying, "c'etait bien fait, interessant, mais je suis pas d'accord!... i think it's a misrememberance!"
I believe she was just referring to all the way everybody was trying to say they knew what he would have said and thought-- they were pretty specific. for example, "in a mysterious and terrible sense, phillipe called upon himself this will of the gods" as Jean Luc talks about tragedy (vs a comedy) and sacrifice and gods and the greeks...
it was 107 degrees in the room (things were melting, no more chairs!, things got messy)
and my prof also talked, kinda strangely. poem and bell
i walked out saw a few fellow students but theyre elitist (i need to bash into them more often)
(and saw nicola against the wall outside. all black, by her own, with that thinking, aware, not shy, but something silent and .. brooding? she's very smart, matter of fact, idk, german haha. and i woke up at 10 today instead of at 7 so i didnt go to part 2 at 10-12. mayb ei will go to the part from 230-530. another evening out of place, things over my head, i dont know lacoue-labarthe and i cannot just delve into him i need more background of history and novels and writing and philosophy...
what is good for studying - i wonder - not in relation to what i just said, for clarification, at least not that directly. just the question, what is good for study? for studying
(declared physics yesterday, think i want to do comparative literature too, but each other day theres a strong well whatever why and where can it possible lead you that is interesting?)
no story for sharing. oh maybe i will add the horse one... its kinda strange though. ill just make up a new one next time i post :)
edit; i just remembered the poem!
duh- it was that weird one about digging by paul celan- the specific line is
o eine, o kiene, o niemand, o du.
actually i should just post the whole poem in a separate entry. its very strange. i'm sure... wait a sec..
They dug and they dug, and so
their Day went by, and their Night. And they did not praise God,
who, so they heard, wanted all this,
who, so they heard, knew of all this.
They dug and they heard nothing more;
did not grow wise, invented no Song,
thought up for themselves no Language.
There came a Silence, there came a Storm,
There came every Ocean.
I dig, you dig, and it digs, the Worm,
and the Singing, there, says: They dig.
O someone, o none, o no one, o you: <------- the line!
Where did it lead to, that nowhere-leading?
O you dig and I dig, and I dig towards you,
and on our finger awakens the Ring.
courtesy of online. http://www.tonykline.co.uk/PITBR/German/Celan.htm#_Toc192653903Celan is weird... the german version of this is very pretty, if you can find it, or if you want i can send it to you. you who does not read this ^_^.
now for a real entry! maybe.