Monday, February 23, 2009

Quotes Peula (toronto joint sem.)

So a few of you requested emails from me with the quotes I used for the peula I ran for us in Toronto so here they are....

A:

“When I was a young man, I wanted to change the world. I found it was difficult to change the world, so I tried to change my nation. When I found I couldn't change the nation, I began to focus on my town. I couldn't change the town and as an older man, I tried to change my family. Now, as an old man, I realize the only thing I can change is myself, and suddenly I realize that if long ago I had changed myself, I could have made an impact on my family. My family and I could have made an impact on our town. Their impact could have changed the nation and I could indeed have changed the world.”

--(debated on who said this first, from 19th century rabbis, to anonymous monks)


B:

The path to our destinaton is not always a straight one. We go down the wrong road, we get lost, we turn back. Maybe it doesn't matter which road we embark on. Maybe what matters is that we embark.

--Barbara Hall, Northern Exposure, Rosebud, 1993


Being busy doesn't always mean doing real work. The object of all work is production or accomplishment and to either of these ends there must be forethought, system, planning, intelligence, and honest purpose, as well as perspiration. Seeming to do is not doing.

--Thomas Edison

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C:

The chief obstacle to the progress of the human race is the human race.

--Don Marquis (1878 -1937)



The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.

--George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950)
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D:


“….The next planet was inhabited by a drunkard. This visit was a brief one, but it plunged the little prince into a deep depression.

“What are you doing there?” he asked the drunkard, whom he found sunk in silence before a collection of empty bottles and a collection of full ones.

“Drinking,” replied the drunkard, with a gloomy expression.

“Why are you drinking?” the little prince asked.

“To forget,” replied the drunkard.

“To forget what?” inquired the little prince, who was already feeling sorry for him.

“To forget that I am ashamed,” confessed the drunkard, hanging his head.

“What are you ashamed of?” inquired the little prince, who wanted to help.

“Of drinking!” concluded the drunkard, withdrawing into silence for good.

And the little prince went on his way, puzzled. “Grown-ups certainly are very, very strange,” he said to himself as he continued his journey….”

-Antoine de Saint-Exupéry The Little Prince


E:

“If every second of our lives recurs an infinite number of times, we are nailed to eternity as Jesus Christ was nailed to the cross. It is a terrifying prospect. In the world of eternal return the weight of unbearable responsibility lies heavy on every move we make. That is why Nietzsche called the idea of eternal return the heaviest of burdens (das schwerste Gewicht).

If eternal return is the heaviest of burdens, then our lives can stand out against it in all their splendid lightness.

But is heaviness truly deplorable and lightness splendid?

The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in the love, poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man’s body. The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of lige’s most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become.

Conversely, the absolute absence of a burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into the heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are significant.

What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?

-Milan Kundera The Unbearable Lightness of Being

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F:

If you have come to help me, than you are wasting your time. But if you have come because your liberation is bound up with mine, then let us work together.

--Aborigines activists



-SAAR

Sunday, February 8, 2009

I just got home from my second weekend in a row spent in the city doing mosh things with mosh people. both of these weekends were fun and productive at the same time (which is something i think we're good at). but theres something that gets to me everytime i walk away from the weekend, no matter how good or bad it is. by the time my bus (or whatever mode of transportation im taking) pulls into my destination (albany or buxton) i feel more depressed than i was before the weekend. why is it that i dont know how to be happy like i am when im with you guys anywhere else? it's not like it takes much for me to be happy when we're together. just driving around in a car or walking on the beach or just sitting in silence is thousands and thousands times better then with friends from school. maybe its because i know i will be happy. i try so hard at school to be able to feel this way, but when i do i always get let down and then i feel bad about it. my mom asked me today when i wanted to go back to school and i started crying. i told her i never wanted to go back because im so unhappy there. but this is the way i usually speak about school to my mom. maybe it isn't buxton. maybe i would be unhappy anywhere? i feel like im in an endless cycle of hating school and then hating myself for hating school. I feel fake when im there and i have to fight a lot to not get pulled into everything. I feel like im playing this game that is stupid but i have to play so i can finish. this is getting long but i thought it was important to share.
-meirav

Sunday, February 1, 2009

i think we should start a forum on how we're feeling, especially after seminars, because im sure everyone's been thinking about the super intense peula. emmm
i don't want anyone to have taken a negative vibe from that peula, i mean, we were just talking, and speaking for myself i don't want anyone to feel like they're being kicked out or something ABSURDDD like that. there is no such thing as being kicked out. there is only choice. wow this totally relates to the english essay i just wrote.
everyone read The Stranger by Albert Camus. and then watch the Seinfeld finale. 

thoughts anyone?

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