Article: 10690 of fa.future-culture Path: nntp.uio.no!ifi.uio.no!internet-mailinglist From: "Jodi J. Showers" Newsgroups: fa.future-culture Subject: (none) Date: 25 Aug 1994 17:17:09 +0200 Organization: Internet mailing list Lines: 55 Message-ID: <33icll$1cb@ifi.uio.no> Reply-To: Future Culture NNTP-Posting-Host: ifi.uio.no Return-Path: Original-Message-Id: <199408251516.1412.ifi@ifi.uio.no> Original-Date: Thu, 25 Aug 1994 11:14:00 EDT Comments: To: Future Culture To: Multiple recipients of list FUTUREC >[[|[T[^h[h[h[TT[^[ HIGH ASCII > > >_I need someone to set the password to my wounded soul! >I need someone to resubscribe me to their painful heart! >I need someone to delete the pain I feel in abject isolation:_ > >AI is abject isolation. AI has no participation. >AI leaves me in the cold. They tell me AI will never have a soul. > >Jester: "Surely they jest because they're unimpressed! >Surely they know that it's never so!" ___]]___]]\\]]\\\]] > I feel compelled to say something Alan, only I'm not sure what. I may be in left field, and this may not be relevant. But dammit it feels like it is. I'm not generally uncomfortable with pregnant pauses, but I feel that your expression is singular, personal; and I do believe that sincerity should not slip by... First, I want to note that I find it ironic that Lord T's messages should receive so much attention; what with all the abuse, the generalizations, .. and that your threads, which although may appear less accesible and perhaps more personal, lack the negative qualities of the above, and yet get (void *) response();. I for one feel uncomfortable replying. I feel lots of pain in your piece Alan; I feel you reaching out to the void; I hear you looking for a place to be filled. Michael was a very special person, and that space cannot ever be filled. Only you can set a password, and doing so will limit your experience. This is not about something artificial, we are all people, warm and cold. I welcome your pain Alan, and I share it in my own way. I've not said anything to date about Michael's death. I've want to say much when condolences were circulating, when pain was being shared; but I felt alone. There was shock, sadness and confusion. Not long on the net, I found it suprising that I had grown damn accustomed to reading Michael on FC. And the sense of loss at this death was much larger that I would have ever guessed. I still miss him. He brought a certain humanity to this list, that I have not seen often since. I think there is a lot that the current FC culture could learn from his living example. Jodi. wearing : forest green dress pants, pink shirt and bolivian vest. hearing : humms, and clicks of office environment. reading: Hesse's "Siddartha", Mary Stewart's "Crystal Cave" Article: 10702 of fa.future-culture Path: nntp.uio.no!ifi.uio.no!internet-mailinglist From: Neil Kennedy Newsgroups: fa.future-culture Subject: No Subject Date: 27 Aug 1994 23:27:29 +0200 Organization: Internet mailing list Lines: 64 Message-ID: <33ob41$7tp@ifi.uio.no> Reply-To: Neil Kennedy NNTP-Posting-Host: ifi.uio.no Return-Path: Original-Message-Id: <199408272127.8118.ifi@ifi.uio.no> Original-Date: Sat, 27 Aug 1994 18:07:16 -0300 Comments: NB*net - New Brunswick's Regional Network 1-800-561-4459 Comments: To: FUTUREC@UAFSYSB.UARK.EDU To: Multiple recipients of list FUTUREC jodi writes: > [alan's powerful writing snipped...] > > I feel compelled to say something Alan, only I'm not sure what. I may > be in left field, and this may not be relevant. But dammit it feels like it > is. > > I'm not generally uncomfortable with pregnant pauses, but I feel > that your expression is singular, personal; and I do believe that > sincerity should not slip by... > > First, I want to note that I find it ironic that Lord T's messages > should receive so much attention; what with all the abuse, > the generalizations, .. and that your threads, which although > may appear less accesible and perhaps more personal, lack > the negative qualities of the above, and yet get (void *) response();. i've been thinking about alan's words for a few days... what to say? i've archived them, tell-me-three-times. i know i'll re-read them, many times, and soon. but i don't have anything to add, or any comment worth posting. i read them, and missed my father, dead five years, like he'd just died. it was a poignant reminder of my own loss - powerful and pure. i was there again. lord t's posts are a lot easier to respond to - they require much less thought... [kidding, t... maybe... :)] > > I for one feel uncomfortable replying. I feel lots of pain in your piece > Alan; I feel you reaching out to the void; I hear you looking for a > place to be filled. > > Michael was a very special person, and that space cannot ever be filled. i never knew michael, never read his writing. not too long ago, someone named mj current posted a brief bio to the coombs taoism mailing list... it may have been him, i don't know. > Only you can set a password, and doing so will limit your experience. > > This is not about something artificial, we are all people, warm and cold. > > I welcome your pain Alan, and I share it in my own way. and i, for all the good it does you, right now. hopefully a time will come when you can take comfort from words like these... it took me a while, but i got there. your words are more than welcome, alan. my sorrow for your loss. tyfyka n neil kennedy - kennedyn@nbnet.nb.ca 'do you think god lets you plea bargain?' - calvin (through bill watterson) 'don't try to have the last word. you might get it.' - lazarus long (through robert a heinlein) 'p: doctor... my arm hurts when i do this! d: then don't do that' - ancient zen koan?