Archive for November, 2008

Feestyd se wysie *

Eintlik is ek vandag geweldig beneuk. Wel teoreties gesproke. As gevolg van asembenemende inkomptensie het ek die grootste deel van die naweek gewerk. Vanoggend moes ek my hand in ‘n verstopte drein druk om te verhoed dat die stortwater nie by die voordeur uitloop nie. En ek het Wham! se Last Christmas in die Spar oorleef.

Ek dink toe die term “silly season” uitgedink is, het die skepper van die term my in gedagte gehad. Dit is daardie tyd van die jaar. Hierdie tyd van die jaar het ‘n geneigdheid om my baie nederig te maak. Sommer oor dinge wat ek doen en gedoen het. En definitief gaan doen. Binnekort. :twisted:

Die volgende video som my gevoelens oor my gunstelingtyd van die jaar perfek op. Daar is werklik nie veel meer om te sê as om net na te dink oor die video se wysheid nie.

Hierdie een is op Bettie se baai eerskomende naweek.

 

(Binnekort sal riviersonderend ook begin hulde bring aan die fliek van 2008).

* As die titel jou met onwelvoeglike gedagtes gelaat het, blameer dit op Flippiefanus wat my oorspronklike titel gegaps het. :)

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Hoekom geloof irrelevant raak

Na aanleiding van ‘n opmerking wat ek op Piesangverkoper se blog gemaak het oor die werk van Joseph Campbell, het ek weer gedink aan ‘n opmerking wat hy gemaak het in sy boek, The Power of Myth. Hierdie fenomenale boek is ‘n gesprek tussen Campbell en Bill Moyers. Die gesprek het plaasgevind op George Lucas se Skywalker Ranch en is ook verfilm.

Die boek bevat soveel juwele dat mens nie eintlik weet waarop om te fokus nie, maar in die lig van een van my vorige plasings oor geloof en spiritualiteit, het ek gedink om Campbell se siening van mitologie en die nodigheid vir ‘n herinterpretasie daarvan te plaas. (The story of the song verwys na ons ware natuur.)

MOYERS: And isn’t mythology the story of the song?

CAMPBELL: Mythology is the song. It is the song of the imagination, inspired by the energies of the body. Once a Zen master stood up before his students and was about to deliver a sermon. And just as he was about to open his mouth, a bird sang. And he said, “The sermon has been delivered.”

MOYERS: I was about to say that we are creating new myths, but you say no, every myth we tell today has some point of origin in our past experience.

CAMPBELL: The main motifs of the myths are the same, and they have always been the same. If you want to find your own mythology, the key is with what society do you associate? Every mythology has grown up in a certain society in a bounded field. Then they come into collision and relationship, and they amalgamate, and you get a more complex mythology.

But today there are no boundaries. The only mythology that is valid today is the mythology of the planet – and we don’t have such a mythology. The closest thing I know to a planetary mythology is Buddhism, which sees all beings as Buddha beings. The only problem is to come to the recognition of that. There is nothing to do. The task is only to know what is, and then to act in relation to the brotherhood of all these beings.

MOYERS: Brotherhood?

CAMPBELL: Yes. Now brotherhood in most of the myths I know of is confined to a bounded community. In bounded communities, aggression is projected outward.

For example, the ten commandments say, “Thou shalt not kill.” Then the next chapter says, “Go into Canaan and kill everybody in it.” That is a bounded field. The myths of participation and love pertain only to the in-group, and the out-group is totally other. This is the sense of the word “gentile” – the person is not of the same order.

In ‘n wêreld wat al meer na “unboundedness” beweeg, bied “boundedness” nie meer die antwoorde nie.

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One

300 cities. 50 states. One goal.

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Miriam Makeba (1932 – 2008) ✝

Voorwaar hartseernuus. Mama Afrika is oorlede.

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The Awakening

Once, the Buddha was asked whether he is a god. He answered, “I am not a god. I am merely awake.”

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Die inskrywing wat toe nie was nie

Vroeër die week het ek genoem dat ek iets oor die verkiesing van Obama wil skryf. Ek het van plan verander en sal volstaan met drie opmerkings:

1) Obama is darem nie McBush nie.

2) Obama is wel ‘n politikus.

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Looking to the future

For America’s lesbian, gay, bi and transgendered people who are hurting today, a poem by Maya Angelou:

STILL I RISE

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

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‘n Vraag wat ‘n antwoord verdien

Na aanleiding van Obama se verkiesing as Amerikaanse president, vra Johan Swarts of al die bohaai geregverdig is. Reageer mense nie voortydig op leë retoriek nie?

Ek dink dit is ‘n vraag wat ‘n antwoord verdien en sal graag ‘n opinie daaroor waag. Maar dit gaan effe dol op die oomblik, so ek gaan bietjie daaroor dink en sal teen die naweek iets skryf: Enduring Hope.

Ek weet die blog is Afrikaans, maar sal graag hierdie spesifieke inskrywing in Engels maak. Vergeef my maar!

Intussen, klou vas, die naweek is amper hier!

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Yes America Can!

Today democracy is returning to the U.S.A.

It’s coming through a hole in the air,
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
It’s coming from the feel
that this ain’t exactly real,
or it’s real, but it ain’t exactly there.
From the wars against disorder,
from the sirens night and day,
from the fires of the homeless,
from the ashes of the gay:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
It’s coming through a crack in the wall;
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
from the staggering account
of the Sermon on the Mount
which I don’t pretend to understand at all.
It’s coming from the silence
on the dock of the bay,
from the brave, the bold, the battered
heart of Chevrolet:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

Take it away Leonard Cohen…

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Die Republikeinse burgemeester van San Diego verduidelik aan sy stad se mense hoekom hy teruggegaan het op sy woord om teen gay huwelike standpunt in te neem.

Dit breek ‘n mens se hart.

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