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Posted
7/27/2002 06:14:23 PM
we never dream about growing up and getting a divorce. youth isn't that way we dream of lifelong love a love that somehow brings a completion a wholeness
we are not that young anymore. having intimately known disappointment and brokenness we dream now of things more simple a forgiveness that somehow clears a path forward an abiding peace
remembering our years today brings a smile and a sadness peace and love to you on our day
~a memorial to 11 years~
Posted
7/27/2002 05:24:13 PM
And all you want is something I can't be All you want from me is what you need And now I'm saying I don't know ...
Posted
7/27/2002 05:00:51 PM
my own private jihad
trying to wash stains off of my fingers i look up from my nook sink on the third floor and see my past. an old, tarnished silver outline of the political borders of a country called afghanistan lies limp from a silver chain in the black, flaking candle holder that is home to a zen green cylinder of wax.
this charm, this amulet, this necklace with a thousand names draped my neck, not just for a day, but for years. i wore this piece of silver emblazoned in lapis with the arabic words "god is greatest!" for almost as many years as i attended college as my physical reminder of those who suffer without recourse.
of those children whose limbs are still sacrificed to the gods of the cold war machine by land mines older than the innocents maimed by them
of women, names proceeded by "Dr.," made to lie on the procrustean bed of small religious men
of ghulam rabbani, a lawyer, a professor fleeing his once glorious homeland to save his young wife and daughters a man who now works as a shop boy, yet with a dignified pride, to honor his commitments of provision and protection
of a people subjugated by the powerful in their midst who maligned the name of god to oppress the weakest a people displaced and abandoned by the game of western war policy, drug policy and oil needs
i wore this piece of silver as my own private jihad, the jihad against my generation's, my people's, propensity to forget those things that displace our comfortably constructed worlds of sophisticated sloth of our propensity to live and to die without acting outside of the comfort zones of our telethons and walkathons and "special gifts for those who give at the $100 level"
to love the other with time, to comfort the oppressed with touch, to cry the tears of the broken before we so easily write the check that they do need, but that we much more need the opportunity to write not only to embrace our samaritan, but to bring into sharp relief our own need, our own acts of oppression, our own brokenness, our own need to be broken of our wild self-indulgence, self-hatred, self-affirmation, self-self-self-self
my own private jihad is the greater jihad, the struggle with myself
how to begin? Muslim Hopedonations and inquiries can be sent to: UNHCR - how you can helpDoctors Without BordersSERVE and hereORAUSAID humanitarian non-profit organizations
Posted
7/27/2002 02:16:30 PM
under the rubric of "truth as an agreement of everybody in the room" the question of how one comes to agreements emerges. as with the question of how specific group agreements can become before they trod the line of totalizing ideological (or other) violence, and, on a tangential path, how inevitable violence is, from some perspective, in any agreement exchange.
i form these questions out of the political and religious ruminations that plague my thinking. perhaps, if one takes the pragmatic perspective of truth as agreement, one is left with agreeing on, negotiating, covenanting, striking deals that, in the tangible warp and woof of community, define acceptable quasi-boundaries of agreement not necessarily specific, unmovable propositional collections of sentences that somehow rise above all discourse, all living to arbitrate from an uncommitted, unaffected position. truth would then become a living, moving, inhabited, enacting force. a doing, but not simply action. a being, but not simply existence. a living that by force of decision enacts both continuity and discontinuity within the tradition(s) of the community (historical and living) that one finds oneself always already a part of.
Posted
7/27/2002 02:04:03 PM
truth is agreement. True truth is agreeing to disagree. divine truth is loving those who cannot.
20020724
Posted
7/24/2002 06:36:58 PM
all of life is a tight rope walk through the forest with bart simpson guiding you as you navigate blind-folded in nothing but a pink feather boa... or something... -nonzerosum
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20020722
Posted
7/22/2002 09:53:18 PM
the mutual appreciation club
the illustrious david hopkins, editor at large for next-wave.org and all around superfriend, has started a club. since he has christened it a mutual appreciation club and since he generously included me in his first round of club initiates it seems only proper to fulfill my side of the mutual appreciation equation.
"David Hopkins, a man of integrity, trustworthy in all his ways, able to leap tall meta-narratives in a single bound. Look up in the sky! It's a rabid English teacher. It's a cultural critic. It's David Hopkins!"
how was that?
Posted
7/22/2002 02:29:54 PM
the story none of us want to hear
there was once this guy who was rich. he got a substantial commission after a particularly lucrative sale. he thought, "wow, what should i do with this? i think that i'll just stick it into the market and quit this silly rat race. i can live for years off of this. i can take it easy. i can just eat, drink and have a good time."
but god said to him, "you're a fool. today you die. who is now to own this horde or yours?"
so it is with those who pile up possessions, but remain poor in the treasures of the spirit.
Q50 (with a somewhat liberal updating of the agrarian model of wealth...)
the logic played out by the rich guy in this parable seems bound up in the very substance of everything we call good: the market economy, democracy, the american dream, financial stability... everybody wants to be a rock superstar, big house, 5 cars, credit cards.... even those who don't make it to the stage end up pretty wealthy here in the USoA compared to other economies...
one "hears" jesus say something like Q50--a subversive counter valuation demonizing the tearing down of barns to build bigger ones--and one doesn't know what to make of it. it seems that he is coming out squarely against what we have come to know as retirement, financial planning and economic prudence. for those of us that care about what jesus had to say, what are we to make of this? how does this impact the lives we live?
[to be continued, maybe, if i get back to it]
Posted
7/22/2002 01:59:20 PM
from an IM earlier today: show your maturity in your love. in the end that is maturity's only criterion.
Posted
7/22/2002 01:43:30 PM
the bifurcation, the binary opposition of material and spiritual is subverted by the incendiary holism of paratheology.
Posted
7/22/2002 01:24:51 PM
more drivel regarding peercast...
i blogged on peercast a while back. i am revisiting it because of the ongoing web radio debacle that is playing out in the USoA.
when heavy handed corporate wonks spend millions of USD ramming legislation through our representative democracy here in the USoA two things happen:
1. people say, "fuck it," and move their operations offshore and/or individuals/companies from countries other than the USoA begin to provide the service in the vacuum of demand that the protective legislation creates.
2. developers say, "fuck you," and subvert the system through code. this one is the most fun, imho.
peercast is a great example (in function if not intention) of the latter. proposed in 2001 as a cornell student research project in large scalable distributed systems, peercast is based on epidemic state sharing and probabilistic multicasting. what is cool about that? it lets anyone anywhere distribute any content without censorship or any substantial distribution cost. ok, why is that cool? BECAUSE IT KEEPS THE HEGEMONY OF MASSIVE GOVERNMENT AND CORPORATE INTERESTS AT BAY.
[download]
Posted
7/22/2002 12:54:47 PM
More than 200 Internet-based radio stations have shut down because of a royalty fee that takes effect in September, and more are closing daily. Most of the estimated 10,000 radio Webcasters are expected to follow suit, "with the exception of Yahoo, AOL, Microsoft and other deep-pocketed conglomerates who can afford a loss leader," says Kurt Hanson, editor of the Radio and Internet Newsletter.... [link via doc].
For three years, Rusty Hodge ran his SomaFM Internet radio station. He watched it grow from 10 listeners an hour to 2,000 and become one of the more popular Net stops thanks to its eclectic mix of electronica and independent pop, the sort of stuff that's tough to find on commercial radio. But Soma has shut down because of federal copyright royalty fees that go into effect in September....
i say fuck 'em. that's right. fuck them. go rent pump up the volume and get yourself an account with live365 or setup some other arrangement using peercast or your own media server and "seize the air!" enough of forced government monopolies through abusive tariffs.
Posted
7/22/2002 09:31:15 AM
Google! DayPop! This is my blogchalk: English, United States, Dallas, Fair Oaks Park - Greenville, Dan, Male, 26-30!
20020721
Posted
7/21/2002 09:14:43 PM
so we have moved on to geckos...
ayesh, 5, captured a baby gecko today at nana's... she swiftly christened him spario (roll the 'r' like this gecko is your italian uncle).
i need to start a small online marketing firm for ayesha. she is queen of names. two other pet/stuffed animal names i have been amazed with: stee poozi, ali'adina.
Posted
7/21/2002 08:40:00 PM
paratheology thinks and lives itself in and through the muck of the material without deifying it on the one hand or demonizing it on the other.
paratheology knows nothing save through the chemical networks that enable shared story in the midst of the material networks that enable shared life.
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