As part of my fall, I once went 21 feet to a concrete floor. believe me, my fear is not the fear of death, it is the fear of not finding soft places to land.charlajoy wrote:I have a feeling that the whole falling thing is somehow connected to the fear of death.
Understand. We were relating to opposites at some earlier point, I do believe, being said that the opposite of love would be indifference--love and indifference on the same plane, so to speak, but the antithesis. In the same manner of speaking, we could refer to faith and fear being of the same plane, but one the antithesis of the other, fear being the "faith" that the snake will bite and harm, for instance. In this way, one could either have the instinctive response to believe in the negative thing happening or one could have an instinctive response that the best will truly happen. As humans, it's more difficult to operate in the latter. Our most likely human response is to have "faith" that the negative will happen, thus fearing that thing. Most of the time, fear itself is our worst enemy because its very negative energies seem to draw us in to the thing we really don't want to happen. A girl, for instance, constantly afraid of her boyfriend's infidelity, will most likely attract that happenstance to her. It's the motion of the universe. At the heart of her fear is the fear that her relationship, her selfhood, will cease to exist, thus the "fear of death" as I explain it. Anyway, just another hobknobbing from my desk. This is the Leonard Cohen forum!!lazariuk wrote: As part of my fall, I once went 21 feet to a concrete floor. believe me, my fear is not the fear of death, it is the fear of not finding soft places to land.
I also have another perspective about fear that I learned about when I was four and gave into it in maybe in a way that only a four year old can do. It led me to think that fear is the outer shell of awe. I learned that at a window that I often try to return to.charlajoy wrote: At the heart of her fear is the fear that her relationship, her selfhood, will cease to exist, thus the "fear of death" as I explain it. Anyway, just another hobknobbing from my desk. This is the Leonard Cohen forum!!
Yes Yes Yescharlajoy wrote: A cool perspective. Maybe that's what I feel when I'm looking over the Grand Canyon--right at the edge of the rock.
is a horrible lie. They became wise by falling in lovefools rush in
where wise men never go
but wise men never fall in love
so how are they to know
Good, it's been decided then. I'm quite wise. Does one gain more wisdom by falling in love and not knowing when to be a banana in another orbit? CharlajoyThey became wise by falling in love
I don't know. I will need to think about that one.charlajoy wrote:Good, it's been decided then. I'm quite wise. Does one gain more wisdom by falling in love and not knowing when to be a banana in another orbit? CharlajoyThey became wise by falling in love
Sweetly funny, Jack. Who said you weren't a Longfellow?lazariuk wrote:I think it might be wise to let the pull of orbits be a slingshot to get a banana out to where stars co-orbit around each other. It's a bit of a trade. The moon pulls the bananas to find the one that is meant for her, the one that can take her to the stars and the bananas learn to be prepared for stars.
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He sees women as both earthly and heavenly, worship-worthy and, at times, disgusting (Closing Time, Tower of Song).I keep saying that the absoulutely best poets, such as Poe, Baudelaire, Byron, Coleridge, romantics, best poets just have to be at least slightly slighty maniodepressive. (sorry for the expression again, no offence)I´m good at love, I´m good at hate, I´m freezing in between