Comments on: The illogic of absence http://www.kulturbrille.com/asymmetry/2004/08/13/the-illogic-of-absence/ Impoverished reductionisms Wed, 07 Jan 2009 13:15:04 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.2 By: kulturbrille:amanuensis » Blog Archive » Disarmingly clean http://www.kulturbrille.com/asymmetry/2004/08/13/the-illogic-of-absence/#comment-14805 kulturbrille:amanuensis » Blog Archive » Disarmingly clean Sun, 28 Jan 2007 04:54:29 +0000 http://www.kulturbrille.com/?p=365#comment-14805 [...] In 2004, I put my life on hold. Unprepared, fresh out of green, about to plunge into teaching, I had several months to roam and discover. (Every time I think of roaming, I think of the time I was in Mongolia, in 2002, with H., sitting outside a ger, reading Nozick’s Invariances, watching the sun deepen from blue to black, and the 3,000 stars visible to the human eye coming out to play, a horizon that went full circle, for an endless, endless night.) I met S., A. found me, I bought a car, I started lessons at the AF, I watched plays, I went to Iran, I half-read, half-drowned. I can barely remember them all, but I can recognise myself. I can’t remember myself. [...] [...] In 2004, I put my life on hold. Unprepared, fresh out of green, about to plunge into teaching, I had several months to roam and discover. (Every time I think of roaming, I think of the time I was in Mongolia, in 2002, with H., sitting outside a ger, reading Nozick’s Invariances, watching the sun deepen from blue to black, and the 3,000 stars visible to the human eye coming out to play, a horizon that went full circle, for an endless, endless night.) I met S., A. found me, I bought a car, I started lessons at the AF, I watched plays, I went to Iran, I half-read, half-drowned. I can barely remember them all, but I can recognise myself. I can’t remember myself. [...]

]]> By: jasmine http://www.kulturbrille.com/asymmetry/2004/08/13/the-illogic-of-absence/#comment-159 jasmine Fri, 13 Aug 2004 15:34:02 +0000 http://www.kulturbrille.com/?p=365#comment-159 People come and go...because people change...and so do you. Your current friends reflect your current person. But that's also why we always try so hard to keep our old friends while finding new ones. We want some remembrance of old times past. But we also want to move on. You miss them just as you miss your past. You are a different person from whom you used to be...even I can see that. I don't even think we talked as much before. But now, both of us have changed, and in some ways, we are able to hold a conversation because perhaps we have both evolved and we finally share common interests. but then again....maybe i missed the point. People come and go…because people change…and so do you. Your current friends reflect your current person. But that’s also why we always try so hard to keep our old friends while finding new ones. We want some remembrance of old times past. But we also want to move on. You miss them just as you miss your past. You are a different person from whom you used to be…even I can see that. I don’t even think we talked as much before. But now, both of us have changed, and in some ways, we are able to hold a conversation because perhaps we have both evolved and we finally share common interests.

but then again….maybe i missed the point.

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