meaningfool.

good evening.

i decided to do a little experiment.

i find a lot of fourleaf clovers.

sometimes i randomly stick these clovers into books on my shelf.

tonight i flipped through the books and pulled out the ones i found clovers in.

then i opened to the clover page and typed the words that were either close to the clover or otherwise marked.

some books had more than one clover.

each book is separated with [  ].

here’s what happened::

[bonus points if you should care to guess any of the books]

[“Keeps the INKlings away for maybe fifteen or twenty minutes.”“You mean the paperclips?” I asked.“Yessir, paperclips are ideal. Cheap, don’t rust, magnetize in a jiff, loop them t’hang ‘round your neck. All things said, I’ll take paperclips.   I reached into my windbreaker pocket, pulled out a handful of paperclips, and handed them to the Professor.“Will these be enough?”“My, oh my,” exclaimed the Professor with surprise. “Just what the doctor ordered. I was actually a bit concerned. I scattered a few too many on the way here and I was thinkin’ I might not have enough. You really are a sharp one.” ]

[Several years ago, writer and former literary escort Naomi Epel published a small paperback book and companion card set called The Observation Deck.. Epel’s package is a wonderful trove of writing tips assembled from authors she shepherded on book tours. One of those tips is also a fine way to develop greater powers of Empathy: Eavesdrop.]

[Making love with the engineer in the absence of love was what finally restored her soul’s sight. During her next visit to the sauna, she stood before the mirror again and, looking at herself, reviewed the scene of physical love that had taken place in the engineer’s flat. It was not her lover she remembered.

If for some women flirting is second nature, insignificant, routine, for Tereza it had developed into an important field of research with the goal of teaching her who she was and what she was capable of. But by making it important and serious, she deprived it of its lightness, and it became forced, labored, over-done. She disturbed the balance between promise and lack of guarantee (which, when maintained, is a sign of flirtistic virtuosity): she promised too ardently, and without making it clear that the promise involved no guarantee on her part.]

[ESTABLISHING EMPATHY

… “Now, on the topic of human relationships…what would you say is the most effective method or technique of connecting with others in a meaningful way and reducing conflict with others?”  He glared at me for a moment. It wasn’t an unkindly glare, but it made me feel as if I had just asked him to give me the precise chemical composition of moon dust.  After a brief pause, he responded, “Well, dealing with others is a very complex issue. There is no way that you can come up with one formula that could solve all problems.”]

[Each pair was hooked up to a mechanism that exerted pressure on their index fingers, and each participant was instructed to apply the same force on their partner’s finger that they had just felt. They could not do it fairly, although they tried hard to do so. Every time one partner felt the pressure, he retaliated with considerably greater force, thinking he was giving what he had gotten. The researchers concluded that the escalation of pain is “a natural by-product of neural processing”…

When we construct narratives that “make sense,” however, we do so in a self-serving way. Perpetrators are motivated to reduce their moral culpability; victims are motivated to maximize their moral blamelessness.]

[DYLAN: I’d say people will always believe in something if they feel it to be true. Just knowing that it’s true is not enough. If you feel it in your gut that it’s true, well, then, you can be pretty the much assured that it’s true…

It’s about the essence of man being alienated from himself and how, in order to free himself, to be reborn, he has to go outside himself. You can almost say that he dies in order to look at time and by strength of will can return to the same body…

From the demon within. [Pause] But what we all know is that you can’t hide on a dark street from the demon within.]

[THE TROUBLE WITH

POETRY]

[The explanation of life as a “migration of static patterns toward Dynamic Quality” not only fitted the known facts of evolution, it allowed new ways of interpreting them.  Biological evolution can be seen as a process by which weak Dynamic forces at a subatomic level discover stratagems for overcoming huge static inorganic forces at a superatomic level. They do this by selecting superatomic mechanisms in which a number of options are so evenly balanced that a weak Dynamic force can tip the balance one way or another.]

[..but it’s the armies of wild kangaroos, koalas, Tamar wallabies (nearly extinct on the mainland), and fairy penguins that astound.]

[As I stepped back from he kick I must have like trod on the tail of one of these dratsing creeching pusspots, because I slooshied a gromky yauuuuuuuuw and found that like fur and teeth and claws trying had like fastened themselves around my leg, and there I was cursing away and trying to shake it off holding this silver malenky statue in one rooker and trying to climb over this old ptitsa on the floor to reach the lovely Ludwig van in frowning like stone.

But, brothers, this biting of their toe-nails over what is the cause of badness is what turns me into a fine laughing malchick. They don’t go into what is the cause of goodness, so why of the other shop? If lewdies are good that’s because they like it, and I wouldn’t ever interfere with their pleasures, and so of the other shop…More, badness is of the self, the one, the you or me on our oddy knockies, and that self is made by old Bog or God and is his great pride and radosty. But the not-self cannot have the bad, meaning that the government and the judges and the schools cannot allow the bad because they cannot allow the self. And is not our modern history, my brothers, the story of brave malenky selves fighting these big machines?]

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