Ambiguity Lightens the Mood or Deadens the Discourse
God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh.
— Voltaire (1694-1778)
Language Makes Mourning Sad and a planksip Palindrome at Noon
Ambiguity Lightens the Mood or Deadens the Discourse
God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh.
— Voltaire (1694-1778)
The titled responsion is all about language and the fun we can have with it.
Fear is far from ideal, so why evoke the God hypothesis? Focus on the Good; intentions are shared amongst the pious and skeptics alike. Pathways to prosperity begin and end with an adaptive and consilient approach to our problems as a society. Start with the knowledge problem, then the conduct problem, and finally, the governance problem.
Nice Time Reversal
We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.
— George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950)
The titled responsion points out that George so elegantly reverses our perception of time. The scale is long enough to last a lifetime.
... The Winter Morning is a Warm-Up
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
— Wallace Stevens (1879-1955)
The titled responsion is an exercise of sorts, where the very thought of a summer night is something we used to look forward to. For many of us, the summer night is too oppressive. For me, the shoulder seasons are ideal.
Iterative Revisionists
The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance, to ourselves, they find their own order the continuous thread of revelation.
— Eudora Welty (1909-2001)
The titled responsion is a tautology of sorts, yet I defend its use in specific instances. The reason for the tautology is to emphasize the point.
Either or do not manifest in a row or any similar related sequence. Physics is the determiner of the universe, at least the language we use to describe it. Making sense of sadness, mourning, noon, and night gives meaning to our brief time on this planet. Let's not ruin it for future seamen.
The Liberating Function of Logos
Words were not given to man in order to conceal his thoughts.
— José Saramago's (1922-2010)
The titled responsion formes the foundation of our eusocial species. What we do about it is another story altogether.
The utility of the epiphenomenal self is self-limiting, governing, and knowing. The logic of language isn't without its rhetorical form of convincing speech despite the redundancy of its probabilistic tendencies. The safe bet is a prudent strategy of limited abundance and living within the golden mean.
Moanin to Moanin
The problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast.
— Gabriel García Márquez (1927-2014)
The titled responsion plays with moanin and its proximity with the start of every new day. Come on, my friend, let's get on with it.
Saying "Moanin" in the morning makes mournings magical. Hey man, whatever floats your boat! Using language is unique to our species; replicating ambiguity with the broad spectrum of a language defines consciousness through a felt experience.
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