Tired of ads? Upgrade to paid account and never see ads again!

The Cat Who Came in from the Cold
By Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson.

What a lovely fable. =)


Cat wonders: How could (dogs) give up something as priceless as independence for something as mundane as security?

The monsoons and Diwali, the biggest human festival of the year, always came together.

Cat to dog: aren't you their slave?

Dog: says who? I think its the other way around. They feed me and play with me and take me for walks. All I have to do is be happy and wag my tail.

Billi the cat loved languages. Ever since he was a kitten...he had learned Malayalam by prowling around the villages at night, and could speak and understand all the languages of the other animals in the forest. Sanskrit was an especially difficult language, Billi knew, but he felt hooked by its hypnotic cadence...

billi - the word for cat? in Hindi: came from the Sanskrit word vidalah.

Cats are never hypocritical. That's one of the reasons we prefer to remain independent. We would rather walk alone than pretend to be something we are not or to believe something we do not.

He especially liked the 3 major religions of India ( Buddhism, Hinduism, Jainism ) and their shared belief in harming no living being, animal, or human: the doctrine of ahimsa.

(Sorry this part is biased as I'm vegetarian / trying to be vegan. but I mean in NO way to ever enforce this upon others. It's just that this did of course resonate with me)

If nobody ate meat, no animals would be killed. Every time someone passed up meat, lives were saved, period. To pretend otherwise was simply a way for humans to assuage their guilt.

Emperor Ashoka, who after converting to Buddhism in 261 BC: erected stone pillars all over India. Proclaimed his good intentions toward animals.

Why did humans bother creating such beautiful and idealistic religious principles if they didn't follow them? What was the purpose of their splendid temples and statues...

Ashrayaparavrttti: revolution of the basis of one's existence

How did the scholar know that blinking was a cat's way of signaling attention?

Katiyuga: age of the cat

(no subject)
A Few more books from a list I made a long time ago.

I think I could honestly re-read Winesburg, Ohio it is one of my absolute favourite short story collections.

13.   Cat’s Cradle
14.   Slaughterhouse 5
15.   Passage to India
16.   O Henry
17.   Winesburg, Ohio
22.  Journey to the East
23.  The Glass Bead Game
24.  Steppenwolf
25.   Kafka’s Metamorphosis
26.   Hound of Baskervilles

What books did you have to read in high school?
I was tutoring a boy yesterday who has an LD and it impedes his English, especially. I was interseted to see his required reading throughout his past 4 years of HS. It made me think about books I've read and had to read, and maybe would like to read again or re-read if I had time! There are just so many good books out there.

Here's what I remember having read - do you remember reading any of these ? Did you like them?

A List of Books I read last year, or in HS, or recently and have seen HS students currently reading.

~ Huckleberry Finn
~ Tom Sawyer
~ Man's Search for Meaning (Amazing book! I think I need to order this one from Amazon)
~ Awakenings
~ Education of Little Tree
~ Heart of Darkness **
~Tale of Two Cities **
~.Christmas Carol
~ A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
~ Of Human Bondage
~ The Things they Carried
~  Farenheit 451
~ Great Expectations
~  Oliver Twist **
~ Moby Dick
~ I capture the Castle
~ Camus: The Stranger **
~ Wind in the Willows
~  River, Cross my heart
~  I Know this much is true
~ She’s come undone
~ Their Eyes were Watching God
~ Chronicles of Narnia
~ Midnight's Children
~ Native Son
~ Sophie's Choice ( I still must see this movie! amazing. ) **

The Other Side of the Sky
A very inspiring memoir.

- Mother, you share the blame for my crimes. If you had punished me when I was young, I would not be standing here wearing a noose today.
After hearing that story, I made my self a promise never to lie or cheat or steal again.

At that time I was starting to wonder what lay beyond the lmits of my own experience. I was pondering the world, the skies, the universe.

The idea of other countries, other people different from us, speaking different languages, living in different houses, this dazzled me...

I pictured climbing up to the sky and feeling it. What would it feel like? What if you could break through the shell of the sky? What would you see? What was on the other side?

The idea of such a universe swept me away with its majesty
What a universe this must be, to contain SUCH distances. ANd if you could travel to stars and look from there, beyond, what would you see then? Just how far did the universe go?

- I had a hunger for school, to hear what our teacher would teach us next! But that hunger was my downfall...

Land mines, dripping morphine, iodine, the avant garde and kindness of the Germans in this hospital, rolls with butter and jelly (? They go together? I know peanut butter and jelly but i never heard of butter and jelly. interesting )

Taliban, mujahedeen, September 1996, chadari.

Quaran says that God is compassionate, all forgiving, only wants the best for humanity.

WHen she snapped her orders at me. I let it wash away, let it go. I absorbed none of her spite and hatred so she failed to plant any seeds of bitterness inside me. Negativity stopped sprouting in my heart. I grew so calm, serene..she noticed, eased up on me.

I did do one thing right in my life: I saved my mother.

WHy has america done so well?

people came here from so many places. with ambition, to start over, and they worked hard.

They were able to express themselves. search for their own beliefs.

People can live without fear. People can raise their voices. America lets everyone take a part.

some help on 'a' prefix words, such as amnesia, aphasia...
I know the question is clinical in nature, I think some linguistic / language help could more clearly define the differences among these disorders.

- Is 'alexia' the same as 'dyslexia' ? Meaning 'cannot read' ?

- Are 'apraxia' and 'ataxia' synonymous? Do these both imply 'not being able to move?

The Man who mistook his wife for a hat
I can't believe it -I found out today that my current professor for a class I'm taking in special education has actually MET Oliver Sacks! I have to read his other books.

These exerpts or what I write here are not all 'quotes.' Rather, some are just things on my mind that I want to research more perhaps in the future or just things that have / had made me think.


TS: neurological disorder: repetitive, stereotyped, involuntary movements and voclizations? Tics.
Usually: ages 3 – 9
Males: 3 – 4 x more than females.
Tics: worse with excitement or anxiety, better during calm, focused activities.
** could swallowing difficulty be a tic?
Too much dopamine: hyperactivity
Dysfunction in the thalamus, basal ganglia, and frontal cortex of the brain.
Tics decrease in frequency and intensity during sleep.
Dopamine: pleasure? Or movement, or both? Too little: Parkinson’s. Too much: tardive dyskinesia.
~ Catecholamine: a hormone that functions as a neurotransmitter.
Bipolar and schizophrenia? Excess.
Encephalitis lethargica
:Witty tics, ticcy wits:
L Dopa still: standard for treating Parkinson’s Disease, increases dopamine in the brain.
Dopamine cannot cross the blood-brain barrier, but L DOPA can.
Haldol: medication that works in the brain to treat schiz., antipsychotic.
Rebalances dopamine to improve thinking, mood, behavior.
Schizophrenia: hallucinations, delusions, disorganized thought, little desire to be around others, trouble speaking clearly, lack of motivation.
Haldol, also for Tourette’s? Haldol: prevents excess dopamine.
Muscular dystrophy: a genetic disorder, weakens the muscles that help the body move. Ppl: born with it.
Oneirophrenia: greek word for dream, ‘oneiros’ and mind ‘phrenos’
A hallucinatory, dreamlike state.
Caused by sleep deprivation, sensory deprivation
Clouding of consciousness but without the dissociative symptoms typical of schizophrenia.
Agnosia: loss of ability to recognize objects, people, sounds, shapes, scent.
Aphasia: loss of language ability

Abulia: loss of will power? Ability to make decisions
Acataphasia: inability to formulate statement in organized manner
Acoria: can’t be satisfied no matter how much eaten

Anomia: inability to name objects
Anopsia: Blindness
Anosmia: cannot have scent.
Anacusia: deafness
Judgement is necessary before abstract attitude.
Lost Mariner: Memory, the quote from Bunuel
Luria: A man does not consist of memory alone.
Disembodied Lady
You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to
realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no
life at all ... Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling,
even our action. Without it, we are nothing ... (I can only wait for the
final amnesia, the one that can erase an entire life, as it did my
mother’s ...)
 —Luis Bunuel

‘I may venture to affirm,’ Hume wrote, ‘that we are nothing but a bundle or collection of
different sensations, which succeed each other with an inconceivable
rapidity, and are in a perpetual flux and movement.’ In some sense, he
had been reduced to a ‘Humean’ being— I could not help thinking how
fascinated Hume would have been at seeing in Jimmie his own
philosophical ‘chimaera’ incarnate, a gruesome reduction of a man to
mere disconnected, incoherent flux and change.

What could we do? What should we do? There are no prescriptions,’
Luria wrote, ‘in a case like this. Do whatever your ingenuity and your
heart suggest. There is little or no hope of any recovery in his memory.
But a man does not consist of memory alone. He has feeling, will,
sensibilities, moral being—matters of which neuropsychology cannot
speak. And it is here, beyond the realm of an impersonal psychology,
that you may find ways to touch him, and change him. And the
circumstances of your work especially allow this, for you work in a
Home, which is like a little world, quite different from the clinics and
institutions where I work. Neuropsychological!}’, there is little or
nothing you can do; but in the realm of the Individual, there may be
much you can do.’

 (If a man has lost a leg or an eye, he knows he
has lost a leg or an eye; but if he has lost a self—himself—he cannot
know it, because he is no longer there to know it.)

But humanly, spiritually, he is at times a different man altogether—no
longer fluttering, restless, bored, and lost, but deeply attentive to the
beauty and soul of the world, rich in all the Kierkegaardian categories—
and aesthetic, the moral, the religious, the dramatic. I had wondered,
when I first met him, if he was not condemned to a sort of ‘Humean’
froth, a meaningless fluttering on the surface of life, and whether there
was any way of transcending the incoherence of his Humean disease.
Empirical science told me there was not—but empirical science,
empiricism, takes no account of the soul, no account of what
constitutes and determines personal being. Perhaps there is a
philosophical as well as a clinical lesson here: that in Korsakov’s, or
dementia, or other such catastrophes, however great the organic
damage and Humean dissolution, there remains the undiminished
possibility of reintegration by art, by communion, by touching the
human spirit: and this can be preserved in what seems at first a
hopeless state of neurological devastation.


Going from realism and nature to abstract…the interpretation of faces, being impaired.
A problem with the visual cortex in occipital lobe
With autism: inability to conceptualize abstract thoughts and ideas, but able to express themselves artistically through concrete objects.

Their Eyes were Watching God
wow I had no idea this could / would be so good. it was a re-read but lately I am finding that re-reading a lot of what was 'required' before is so fulfilling!

She, like all the other believers, had built an altar to the unattainable.

Racism as an environmental force or cultural construct, rather than the essential quality of any particular person: existing on its own, independent of people.

So: people do not CHOOSE to have or possess racism??

Janie: kills Tea Cake to save herself.

It was not death she feared. It was misunderstanding.

Suffering and sacrifice: necessary steps, on the path toward self-discovery.
We have two lives: the life we learn with and the life we live with after that. Suffering is what brings us toward happiness.

Janie’s quest for a secure sense of independence.

Talking ‘don’t amount tuh uh hill uh beans’ if it is not connected to actual experience.

Silence as a source of empowerment: having found her voice: she learns to control it.

A spiritual journey, towards love and self-awareness.

Women remember everything they don’t want to forget.
Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.

There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside you.in

A people do not throw their geniuses away.

1.       You have to go to God
2.       You have to find out about living for yourself.

An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.

Janie saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered, things enjoyed, things done and undone. Dawn and doom was in the branches.

( a basin in the mind – words, thoughts, feelings. )

Franny and Zooey, re-read
If you’re a poet: you do something beautiful. You’re supposed to leave something beautiful after you get off the page and everything.

I’m sick of ego. My own and everyone else’s. I’m sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be somebody interesting.

A quest for non-knowledge vs. knowledge. Satori: pure consciousness:

I don’t care what you say about my race, creed, or religion, but don’t tell me I’m not sensitive to beauty. That’s my achille’s heel, and don’t you forget it. To me, everything is beautiful. Show me a pink sunset and I’m limp, by God.

You can’t live in the world with such strong like and dislikes.

Look with objective wonder at the rising of a truth, fragmentary or not, up through what often seemed to be an impenetrable mass of clichés, prejudices, and bromides.

Enlightenment: comes with the prayer, not before it: the prayer comes to the center in the heart, becomes an automatic function in the person, right along with the heartbeat. And then, the person enters the reality of things.

Subtle centres in the body: chakras: anahata: ajna, the area between the eyebrows,

Japam: repetition of any of the human names of God. 

Books read this week
This is just for my 'personal' records, also so I can remember to copy the excerpts later.

These first two were such good books that I had so many favourite passages! It would be far too numerous to write them all here.

1- The Poisonwood Bible ( I have to order this on Amazon so I can have my own copy! )

2- Women who run with the Wolves.

3- I reread Beowulf and a small collection of critical analyses that were compiled by Harold Bloom. I forgot how good this was when I first read it for my comparative literature survey course as a freshman in undergrad.

I love Hrothgar's significant and eloquent speech where he advises Beowulf on the 'viccisitudes' and nature of life. It's kind of a sad read now that I think about it...but it does leave me feeling inspired.

A Good Man is Hard to Find
He swung both his whole and his short arm up slowly so that they indicated an expanse of sky and his figure formed a crooked cross.

She had long pink-gold hair and eyes as blue as a peacock's nest.

I'd give a fortune to live where I could see me a sun do that every evening.

Nothing is like it used to be, Lady. The world is almost rotten.

There's one of these doctors that's taken a knife and cut the human heart....and lady, he don't know more about it than you or me.

There's some men that some things mean more to them than money.

Most people were interested in money only but he asked what a man was made for. If a man was made for money, or what.

I have a moral intelligence.

The reason he improved this plantation was that he had taken a personal interest in it.

( From: The Life You Save May Be Your Own

The room was full of moonlight. The color of silver.

The moon cast a dignifying light on everything.

Age was a choice blessing and only with years, does a man enter into that calm understanding of life that makes him a suitable guide for the young.

Physical reactions, like his moral ones were guided by his will and strong character.

He felt the action of mercy touch him again and understood that it grew out of agony, which is not denied to any man and which is given in strange ways to children.

He understood it was all a man could carry to give his Maker ( upon death ) and he suddenly burned with shame that he had so little to take with him.

He realized that he was forgiven for sins from the beginning of time, when he had conceived in his own heart the sin of Adam, until the present, when he had denied poor Nelson. He saw that no sin was too monstrous for him to claim as his own, and since God loved in proportion as He forgave, he felt ready at that instant to enter Paradise.

You are viewing sonhadora_18