- Apr 2022
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In his practice, Leiris wrote,Duchamp demonstratesall the honesty of a gambler who knows that the game only has meaningto the extent that one scrupulously observes the rules from the very out-set. What makes the game so compelling is not its final result or how wellone performs, but rather the game in and of itself, the constant shiftingaround of pawns, the circulation of cards, everything that contributes tothe fact that the game—as opposed to a work of art—never stands still.
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but rather the game in and of itself, the constant shifting around of pawns, the circulation of cards, everything that contributes to the fact that the game--as opposed to a work of art--never stands still.
This reminds me of some of the mnemonic devices (cowrie shells) that Lynne Kelly describes in combinatorial mnemonic practice. These are like games or stories that change through time. And these are fairly similar to the statistical thermodynamics of life and our multitude of paths through it. Or stories which change over time.
Is life just a game?
there's a kernel of something interesting here, we'll just need to tie it all together.
Think also of combining various notes together in a zettelkasten.
Were these indigenous tribes doing combinatorial work in a more rigorous mathematical fashion?
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- Dec 2021
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The founding text of twentieth-century ethnography, BronisławMalinowski’s 1922 Argonauts of the Western Pacific, describes howin the ‘kula chain’ of the Massim Islands off Papua New Guinea, menwould undertake daring expeditions across dangerous seas inoutrigger canoes, just in order to exchange precious heirloom arm-shells and necklaces for each other (each of the most importantones has its own name, and history of former owners) – only to holdit briefly, then pass it on again to a different expedition from anotherisland. Heirloom treasures circle the island chain eternally, crossing
hundreds of miles of ocean, arm-shells and necklaces in opposite directions. To an outsider, it seems senseless. To the men of the Massim it was the ultimate adventure, and nothing could be more important than to spread one’s name, in this fashion, to places one had never seen.
Not to negate the underlying mechanism discussed here, but there's also a high likelihood that this "trade" was in information attached to these objects being used as mnemonic devices.
Read further into the anthropology of these items, their names and histories.
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Already tens of thousands of years ago, one can find evidence ofobjects – very often precious stones, shells or other items ofadornment – being moved around over enormous distances. Oftenthese were just the sort of objects that anthropologists would laterfind being used as ‘primitive currencies’ all over the world.
Is it also possible that these items may have served the purpose of mnemonic devices as a means of transporting (otherwise invisible) information from one area or culture to another?
Can we build evidence for this from the archaeological record?
Relate this to the idea of expanding the traditional "land, labor, capital" theory of economics to include "information" as a basic building block
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- trade
- currencies
- land labor capital
- talking rocks
- kula chain
- shells
- mnemonic devices
- economics
- money
- standing stones
- anthropology
- Knowledge and Power in Prehistoric Societies
- necklaces
- ethnography
- mnemonic devices for information trade
- Bronisław Malinowski
- Massim Islands
- moveable information
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- Jan 2020
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login shell: A login shell logs you into the system as a specific user, necessary for this is a username and password. When you hit ctrl+alt+F1 to login into a virtual terminal you get after successful login: a login shell (that is interactive). Sourced files: /etc/profile and ~/.profile for Bourne compatible shells (and /etc/profile.d/*) ~/.bash_profile for bash /etc/zprofile and ~/.zprofile for zsh /etc/csh.login and ~/.login for csh non-login shell: A shell that is executed without logging in, necessary for this is a current logged in user. When you open a graphic terminal in gnome it is a non-login (interactive) shell. Sourced files: /etc/bashrc and ~/.bashrc for bash interactive shell: A shell (login or non-login) where you can interactively type or interrupt commands. For example a gnome terminal (non-login) or a virtual terminal (login). In an interactive shell the prompt variable must be set ($PS1). Sourced files: /etc/profile and ~/.profile /etc/bashrc or /etc/bash.bashrc for bash non-interactive shell: A (sub)shell that is probably run from an automated process you will see neither input nor output when the calling process don't handle it. That shell is normally a non-login shell, because the calling user has logged in already. A shell running a script is always a non-interactive shell, but the script can emulate an interactive shell by prompting the user to input values. Sourced files: /etc/bashrc or /etc/bash.bashrc for bash (but, mostly you see this at the beginning of the script: [ -z "$PS1" ] && return. That means don't do anything if it's a non-interactive shell). depending on shell; some of them read the file in the $ENV variable.
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then if your system does not source ~/.bashrc by default via /etc/profile you should source it in ~/.bash_profile file so any login shell will have access also to the same environment like non login sessions.
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When you execute commands in non login shell like ssh server command or scp file server:~ or sudo(without -i) or su (without -l) it will execute ~/.bashrc
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- May 2018
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swollen eye was still the black and purple color of an overripe avocado, she had rearranged them after she polished them.
The black and purple color is the result of domestic violence. I feel that her figurines were the only thing that kept her distracted from her reality
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etagere
noun
- a stand with a series of open shelves for small objects, bric-a-brac
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At night, on the edge of sleep, I can see the shore of Dublin Bay. Its rocky sweep and its granite pier
Its like she's thinking about the good ol' days. I feel she's reminiscing on more than just her homeland, but on a time where she felt her best.
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dissembles
Verb
- to give a false or misleading appearance to; conceal the truth or real nature of:
- to put on the appearance of; feign
- Obsolete. to let pass unnoticed; ignore.
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madrigals
noun
- a secular part song without instrumental accompaniment, usually for four to six voices, making abundant use of contrapuntal imitation, popular especially in the 16th and 17th centuries.
- a lyric poem suitable for being set to music, usually short and often of amatory character, especially fashionable in the 16th century and later, in Italy, France, England, etc.
- any part song.
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debased
verb
- to reduce in quality or value; adulterate:
- to lower in rank, dignity, or significance
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War in the east, War in the west, War up north, War down south – War – war –
There is war everywhere because people are still being mistreated around the world due to their race
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Me say war.That until there no longer First class and second class citizens of any nation Until the colour of a man’s skin Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes –
We must fight until racism no longer exists
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“Your old earth,” they say, “is very dreary;” “Our young feet,” they say, “are very weak
I feel the children are crying about how depressing the world is.
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The Cry of the Children
The cries are from more than just the human children but it's the cries of baby animals being expressed as well
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People emerge from winter to hear them ring,
It gives me the image of people coming out of hibernation only to hear the bells
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People emerge from winter to hear them ring, children glitter with mischief and the blind man hears bells in the town alight with spring.
The bells are highly anticipated as it is the mark of the seasons changing.
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Brute
Noun: a savagely violent person or animal. Adjective: unreasoning and animallike.
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antagonisms
Noun: active hostility or opposition
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epochs
Noun: a period of time in history or a person's life, typically one marked by notable events or particular characteristics
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All the powers of old Europe have entered into a holy alliance to exorcise this spectre: Pope and Tsar, Metternich and Guizot, French Radicals and German police-spies
I like how Marx was making his manifesto sound like a supernatural story.
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In the old times, before he threw away his knees.
Instead of saying "lost" he says "threw away", which shows that he felt like his decisions were led by the thought of "Nothing bad will happen to me."
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He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,
The author instantly placed the tone of the poem by using imagery and symbolism
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Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating On a pond at the edge of the wood: They never forgot That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Audun is saying that children seem to be more hopeful than adults, possibly due to their innocence. But also that suffering will eventually end.
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martyrdom
Noun: the death or suffering of a martyr.
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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
SInce there was nothing left behind including the statue itself, I feel like this means that the Ozymandias lived up to the words sculpted on his statue. The despair that he placed on his kingdom was his eventual downfall.
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visage
Noun: 1 )a person's face, with reference to the form or proportions of the features. 2) a person's facial expression. 3) the surface of an object presented to view.
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A man with funny shape Head and body all mixed up?
He only likes things that makes sense to him. That is expressed here and also his taste of music as well. Romance is what makes sense to him which is why he gravitates towards that
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And Modern Art
I like the way he uses certain lines as a transition to his next thought.
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let me not forget for a moment, let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams and in my wakeful hours
I love how he repeats these lines. It feels like a chorus of a song
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When my rooms have been decked out and the flutes sound and the laughter there is loud, let me ever feel that I have not invited thee to my house
I think it's beautiful that he feels that even when life is happy and everyone around him is having a good time at his home, it's not enough for him since his future wife hasn't been to his home.
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As my days pass in the crowded market of this world and my hands grow full with the daily profits, let me ever feel that I have gained nothing
Even though the narrator is making a living for himself, he feels it means nothing without the love of his life
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Step-Dad spits liquor back into glass, Mum’s body rolls back up the stairs, the bone pops back into place, maybe she keeps the baby.
Here she talks how she would have changed her step-father's drinking habits and her mother's fall and a possible abortion or adoption of her sibling
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The poem can start with him walking backwards into a room. He takes off his jacket and sits down for the rest of his life;
I really like this beginning. It's like shes about to start discussing all the things she would have changed
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- Apr 2018
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However, this bottle was not marked ‘poison,’ so Alice ventured to taste it, and finding it very nice, (it had, in fact, a sort of mixed flavour of cherry-tart, custard, pine-apple, roast turkey, toffee, and hot buttered toast,) she very soon finished it off.
It seems like Alice is being guided by her own sense of adventure and curiosity. Like she isn't afraid to try or do anything.
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Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
Alice's overwhelming sense of curiosity was growing to the point she had to follow the rabbit. this is evidence of her fearlessness as well since she didn't hesitate to follow the rabbit.
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once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, ‘and what is the use of a book,’ thought Alice ‘without pictures or conversations?’
This depicts the naivety of Alice by her questioning the usefulness of the book since it is without picture.
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- Mar 2018
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Laura awoke as from a dream, Laugh’d in the innocent old way, Hugg’d Lizzie but not twice or thrice; Her gleaming locks show’d not one thread of grey,
Laura has awaken from the clutches of the goblin fruit
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“Lizzie, Lizzie, have you tasted For my sake the fruit forbidden? Must your light like mine be hidden, Your young life like mine be wasted, Undone in mine undoing, And ruin’d in my ruin,
Here i feel like Laura is blaming herself for the bad things done to her sister Lizzie
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Though the goblins cuff’d and caught her, Coax’d and fought her, Bullied and besought her, Scratch’d her, pinch’d her black as ink, Kick’d and knock’d her, Maul’d and mock’d her, Lizzie utter’d not a word; Would not open lip from lip
The goblins were trying to force her to eat the fruit but she stands her ground and keeps her mouth closed. I feel here represents the ignoring of the urge of sexual desire trying to be pushed on her
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“We must not look at goblin men, We must not buy their fruits: Who knows upon what soil they fed
Here is saying not to eat the fruit because they didn't know the goblin men and didn't know where they came from
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When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before high-pilèd books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain;
I think he is saying that he's afraid to die before he's able to show his full potential
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When I have fears that I may cease to be
The author is about to reflect on his fears of dying before fulfilling what he wanted to do
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Sow seed—but let no tyrant reap: Find wealth—let no imposter heap: Weave robes—let not the idle wear: Forge arms—in your defence to bear.
I feel like Shelley is saying that the solution to standing up against injustice lies within ourselves and our actions.
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Rulers who neither see nor feel nor know,
Shelley is calling the rulers ignorant without actually saying it
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But leechlike to their fainting country cling
Simile possibly being used to describe the way the rulers are sucking the life out of their country
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virtuous
Virtuous: having or showing high moral standards
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Remember that I am thy creature; I ought to be thy Adam, but I am rather the fallen angel
The way the monster was saying how he wanted to be treated the way Adam was and feel a sense of happiness from his creator. Versus being casted out by the very person that gave him life.
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How dare you sport thus with life? Do your duty towards me, and I will do mine towards you and the rest of mankind. If you will comply with my conditions, I will leave them and you at peace; but if you refuse, I will glut the maw of death, until it be satiated with the blood of your remaining friends.”
The monster threatens the doctor stating as long as no one tries to kill him things are fine but if things change he will kill the doctor.
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I expected this reception,” said the dæmon. “All men hate the wretched; how, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things! Yet you, my creator, detest and spurn me, thy creature, to whom thou art bound by ties only dissoluble by the annihilation of one of us. You purpose to kill me. How dare you sport thus with life? Do your duty towards me, and I will do mine towards you and the rest of mankind. If you will comply with my conditions, I will leave them and you at peace; but if you refuse, I will glut the maw of death, until it be satiated with the blood of your remaining friends.
I feel the monster was saying that man has a habit of casting out what they fear or don't understand. But, Man is the one to create the very thing they want to destroy due to reasons that are out of the creations' control.
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I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open
I feel Frankenstein was frighten at the first sight of the creatures eyes. Like the famous saying stated, "The eyes are the window to the soul", he didn't feel the warmth or life that a person has in there eyes within the creature.
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but these luxuriances only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same colour as the dun-white sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight black lips.
Frankenstein was admiring the parts that he thought to be beautiful. However, it was like he realized that him creating this creature wasn't what he thought it would be
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A new species would bless me as its creator and source; many happy and excellent natures would owe their being to me. No father could claim the gratitude of his child so completely as I should deserve theirs.
I felt like this sounded a tad egotistical with a splash of insanity. It seemed like Frankenstein really only wanted to be worshipped/appreciated by something, so he created something to do so.
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- Feb 2018
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Confined then in cages, like the feathered race, they have nothing to do but to plume themselves, and stalk with mock-majesty from perch to perch.
The language here is comparing women to caged birds. Beautiful but stuck to a singular thought of what they should do and be by the opposite sex
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Ah! why do women, I write with affectionate solicitude, condescend to receive a degree of attention and respect from strangers, different from that reciprocation of civility which the dictates of humanity, and the politeness of civilization authorise between man and man? And why do they not discover, when “in the noon of beauty’s power,” that they are treated like queens only to be deluded by hollow respect, till they are led to resign, or not assume, their natural prerogatives? Confined then in cages, like the feathered race, they have nothing to do but to plume themselves, and stalk with mock-majesty from perch to perch.
I feel that she was saying how men only treated women at the time with respect and like queens so that they can basically trap them with false expectations and beliefs of how things are. Then once the female is with the male everything changes for the negative.
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Pleasure is the business of a woman’s life
I feel she meant a broader meaning of pleasure. So instead of sexual work, it can be cooking and keeping the home kept. Keeping other individuals (i.e. children, husband) happy was the business she could possibly be referring to.
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the Angel told Tom, if he’d be a good boy, He’d have God for his father & never want joy. And so Tom awoke; and we rose in the dark And got with our bags & our brushes to work. Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm; So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.
Both religion and faith is being processed and understood by the boy without him realizing or knowing what they mean.
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Little Lamb
The narrator is making the word "lamb" to describe the nature of the innocence of the little boy as well as using the word to talk about the actual lamb in first stanza.
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He is called by thy name, For he calls himself a Lamb: He is meek & he is mild, He became a little child: I a child & thou a lamb, We are called by his name.
Narrator is now describing the boy and uses the word "lamb" once again describing the boy.
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ittle Lamb who made thee Dost thou know who made thee Gave thee life & bid thee feed. By the stream & o’er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing wooly bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice!
Narrator is describing the lamb and contemplating where it came from.
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This single story of Africa ultimately comes, I think, from Western literature. Now, here is a quote from the writing of a London merchant called John Lok, who sailed to west Africa in 1561 and kept a fascinating account of his voyage. After referring to the black Africans as “beasts who have no houses,”he writes, “They are also people without heads, having their mouth and eyes in their breasts.”
Literature that causes a misinterpretation of different people
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And so, I began to realize that my American roommate must have throughout her life seen and heard different versions of this single story, as had a professor, who once told me that my novel was not “authentically African.” Now, I was quite willing to contend that there were a number of things wrong with the novel, that it had failed in a number of places, but I had not quite imagined that it had failed at achieving something called African authenticity. In fact, I did not know what African authenticity was.The professor told me that my characters were too much like him, an educated and middle-class man.My characters drove cars. They were not starving. Therefore they were not authentically African.
She was unconsciously exposed to single story profiling due to being in a new environment where literature is used as a manipulative/judgmental tool against people or culture.
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I had bought into the single story of Mexicans and I could not have been more ashamed of myself.
Pathos was used to express how she felt about placing a single story on Mexicans.
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