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The wind was moderate and constant and of about the temperature of a U.S.A. clothes-dryer set on Low.
‘Particularly a Canadian pulse.’
There’s such a thing as political sex.’
‘Still: twenty-three human beings lost for all time: that’d be some hoax, no?’
The herd is descended from two domestic hamsters set free by a Watertown NY boy at the beginning of the Experialist migration in the subsidized Year of the Whopper. The boy now attends college in Champaign IL and has forgotten that his hamsters were named Ward and June.
Feral hamsters are not pets. They mean business.
yup
Marathe believed that something in Steeply enjoyed his grotesque appearance and craved the humiliation of the field-disguises his B.S.S. superiors requested of him.
Marathe said: ‘… have I merely pretended to pretend to pretend to betray.’ 42
Steeply had found his triceps’ scratch and twisted the flesh of his arm to examine it, his rouged lips rounded with concern.
John Wayne, as do most Canadians, lifts one leg slightly to fart,
Sometimes he finds out he believes something that he doesn’t even know he believed until it exits his mouth
The twice-weekly (more like once-weekly, as things usually pan out)
just like band practice
‘Need a whole new syntax for fatigue on days like this,’
Hal worries secretly that he looks half-feminine.
‘It’d be like a pleasant fatigue if I could just go up after dinner and hunker on down with the mind in neutral and watch something uncomplex.’
Pemulis loves to sing around tile.
Hal, Stice, Troeltsch, Struck, Rader, and Beak are all rhythmically squeezing tennis balls with their racquet-hands, as per Academy mandate.
they’ve all been just here before, just like this, and will be again tomorrow.
The room’s emotions seem to be inverting themselves every couple seconds.
Paris and Helen were the excuse of the war.
‘The point is that what launches vessels of war is the state and community and its interests,’ Marathe said without heat, tiredly. ‘You only wish to enjoy to pretend for yourself that the love of one woman could do this, launch so many vessels of alliance.’
‘As, if you will give the permission, does this love you speak of, M. Tine’s grand love. It means only the attachment. Tine is attached, fanatically. Our attachments are our temple, what we worship, no? What we give ourselves to, what we invest with faith.’
‘Are we not all of us fanatics?
‘You U.S.A.’s do not seem to believe you may each choose what to die for. Love of a woman, the sexual, it bends back in on the self, makes you narrow, maybe crazy. Choose with care. Love of your nation, your country and people, it enlarges the heart. Something bigger than the self.’
‘Make amusement all you wish. But choose with care. You are what you love. No? You are, completely and only, what you would die for without, as you say, the thinking twice. You, M. Hugh Steeply: you would die without thinking for what?’
hmm
His expression of boredom could be real or tactical, either of these.
‘This, is it not the choice of the most supreme importance? Who teaches your U.S.A. children how to choose their temple? What to love enough not to think two times?’
‘What if sometimes there is no choice about what to love? What if the temple comes to Mohammed? What if you just love? without deciding? You just do: you see her and in that instant are lost to sober account-keeping and cannot choose but to love?’ Marathe’s sniff held disdain. ‘Then in such a case your temple is self and sentiment. Then in such an instance you are a fanatic of desire, a slave to your individual subjective narrow self’s sentiments; a citizen of nothing. You become a citizen of nothing. You are by yourself and alone, kneeling to yourself.’
ahh
six, seven years,
Though when the viewer’s on it looks like the room has a window.
‘Don’t Think Just See Don’t Know Just Flow’
yeah
video mags, action photos in glossy print-mags.
O.N.A.N.C.A.A.’s.’
the point is notice we were all sitting there all feeling the same way together.’
‘We’re all on each other’s food chain. All of us. It’s an individual sport. Welcome to the meaning of individual. We’re each deeply alone here. It’s what we all have in common, this aloneness.’
‘In a nutshell, what we’re talking about here is loneliness.’
After a bad P.M. set we all, however briefly, get to feel we have a common enemy. This is their gift to us. Their medicine. Nothing brings you together like a common enemy.’
the kid so repels Hal because Hal sees in the kid certain parts of himself he can’t or won’t accept. None of this ever occurs to Hal when Ingersoll’s in the room. He wishes him ill.
you proceed toward mastery through a series of plateaus, so there’s like radical improvement up to a certain plateau and then what looks like a stall, on the plateau, with the only way to get off one of the plateaus and climb up to the next one up ahead is with a whole lot of frustrating mindless repetitive practice and patience and hanging in there.’
Despairing type,
Obsessive type,
Complacent type,
it’s repetitive movements and motions for their own sake, over and over until the accretive weight of the reps sinks the movements themselves down under your like consciousness into the more nether regions, through repetition they sink and soak into the hardware, the C.P.S. The machine-language. The autonomical part that makes you breathe and sweat. It’s no accident they say you Eat, Sleep, Breathe tennis here. These are autonomical. Accretive means accumulating, through sheer mindless repeated motions. The machine-language of the muscles. Until you can do it without thinking about it, play.
Now the mechanics are wired in. Hardwired in. This frees the head in the remarkablest ways. Just wait. You start thinking a whole different way now, playing.
like guitar
You’re just going through the motions. Think about the phrase: Going Through The Motions. Wiring them into the motherboard. You guys don’t know how good you’ve got it right now.’
Do you start kertwanging back? Tit for tat? What do you do?’
If you still win, you’ll have grown inside as a person.’ ‘If you lose?’ ‘If you lose, you do something private and unpleasant to his water-jug right before his next round.’
‘Say you have to fart.’
you’re running around trying to compete with a terrible hot nasty uncomfortable fart riding around the court inside you.’
it’s about how to reach down into parts of yourself you didn’t know were there and get down in there and live inside these parts.
like music
