(On The Road, Jack Kerouac, pp.195). “Dean and I sat alone on the back seat and left it up to them and talked. ‘Now, man, that alto man last night had IT — he held it once he found it; I’ve never seen a guy who could hold so long.’ I wanted to know ‘IT’ meant. ‘Ah well’ — Dean laughed– ‘now you’re asking me impon-de-rables–ahem! Here’a a guy and everybody’s there, right? Up to him to put down what’s on everybody’s mind. He starts the first chorus, then lines up his ideas, people, yeah, yeah, but get it, and then he rises to his fate and has to blow equal to it. All of a sudden somewhere in the middle of the chorus he gets it — everybody looks up and knows; they listen; he picks it up and carries. Time stops. He’s filling empty space with the substance of our lives, confessions of his bellybottom strain, remembrance of ideas, rehashes of old blowing. He has to blow across bridges and come back and do it with such infinite feeling soul-exploratory for the tune of the moment that everybody knows it’s not the tune that counts but IT–‘ Dean could go no further; he was sweating telling about it.”

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(Reminds of the end of Sonny’s Blues, published the same year, 1957?) According to Brad Gooch’s just read biography of Flannery O’Connor (pp.349) she thought there was “a lot of ill-directed good” in the beatniks.

Flaying of Marsyas (Titian) St. Thomas

….he described the species as Pithecanthropus erectus (from the Greek πίθηκος “ape”, and ἄνθρωπος, “man”)…
Pithecanthropus Erectus / Pithecanthropus Erectus:

The Dutch anatomist Eugène Dubois, who was especially fascinated by Darwin’s theory of evolution as applied to man, set out to Asia (the place accepted then, despite Darwin, as the cradle of human evolution – see Haeckel § Research), to find a human ancestor in 1886. In 1891, his team discovered a human fossil on the island of Java, Dutch East Indies (now Indonesia); he described the species as Pithecanthropus erectus (from the Greek πίθηκος “ape”, and ἄνθρωπος, “man”), based on a calotte (skullcap) and a femur like that of H. sapiens found from the bank of the Solo River at Trinil, in East Java. (This species is now regarded as H. erectus).

The find became known as Java Man. Thanks to Canadian anatomist Davidson Black’s (1921) initial description of a lower molar, which was dubbed Sinanthropus pekinensis, however, most of the early and spectacular discoveries of this taxon took place at Zhoukoudian in China. German anatomist Franz Weidenreich provided much of the detailed description of this material in several monographs published in the journal Palaeontologica Sinica (Series D).

Nearly all of the original specimens were lost during World War II; however, authentic Weidenreichian casts do exist at the American Museum of Natural History in New York and at the Institute of Vertebrate Paleontology and Paleoanthropology in Beijing, and are considered to be reliable evidence.

Throughout much of the 20th century, anthropologists debated the role of H. erectus in human evolution. Early in the century, however, due to discoveries on Java and at Zhoukoudian, it was believed that modern humans first evolved in Asia. A few naturalists—Charles Darwin most prominent among them—believed that humans’ earliest ancestors were African: Darwin pointed out that chimpanzees and gorillas, who are human relatives, live only in Africa.

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a.Joyce –“Walk”– Realism with the utmost fidelity to psychological states both of authors and characters as well as to the historical states of places. (history: place::psychology: individual)

b.Agee– “The lists”– a photgraphic realism– like Joyce but more viable for still lifes than stories — the still life as OOO– there are no characters and no authors and no subjects, only objects,– this is what objects say to objects.

c. Kafka. “Shop”– magical realism– different from the purely fantastic (1001 Nights) in trying to bring a (not fantastic) emotional reality close.

d.Beckett. –Bilby– only style– not “style over substance” but substance here is rumored only vaguely to have once existed –focused on the trivial / impossible –metawriting instead of metafiction.

all of which could be classed as biography by other means as opposed to literature. (why is ‘biography by other means’ opposed to literature)

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“For while the rest of the tackle labors in the depths, I am unsinkable, like a cork above the surface of the salt sea.” (Diane Arnson Svarlien)

Thompson’s 1814 map, his greatest achievement, was so accurate that 100 years later it was still the basis for many of the maps issued by the Canadian government.…David Thompson

Evans played 20 games for the Baltimore Orioles in 1885 before retiring from the game at the age of 28. He died in Baltimore in 1907 and was buried in Baltimore Cemetery… Jake Evans

It is common to see an absence of punctuation in many of Clare’s original writings, although many publishers felt the need to remedy this practice in the majority of his work. Clare argued with his editors about how it should be presented to the public…John Clare [I Am]

Wonder if Twain intended with his autobiography something along the same lines as Lyn Hejinian in “My Life”. — Twain expressed the wish to juxtapose anecdotes from his life without any regard for the arrow of time — so that an episode from his young life might follow one from his later years without need of explanatory remarks, the need for the contrast being obvious thematically — Maybe the same with Hejinian but broken down beyond anecdotes — instead of her life broken into anecdotes and contrasted, broken into sentences and contrasted — (and with more regard for the prejudice of the present, in which all this documentation occurs, than maybe Twain). Sentences of youth against sentences of middle age but the same person and same ordinary days.

From the Autobiography (does not ‘My Life’ seem a radical implementation of this proposed “form and method?”):

“I intend that this autobiography shall become a model for all future autobiographies when it is published, after my death, and I also intend that it shall be read and admired a good many centuries because of its form and method — a form and method whereby the past and the present are constantly brought face to face, resulting in contrasts which newly fire up the interest all along like contact of flint with steel. Moreover, this autobiography of mine does not select from my life its showy episodes, but deals merely in the common experiences which go to make up the life of the average human being, and the narrative must interest the average human being because these episodes are of a sort which he is familiar with in his own life, and in which he sees his own life reflected and set down in print. …” Mark Twain

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(Orlando, As You Like It )

I have just conjugated aprender –in the present indicative, in the perfect and imperfect indicative, in the future and the conditional, in the subjunctive present and imperfect– all more or less with the right endings– but with the wrong stem– with two p’s — apprender, like the French– the right endings, the wrong root! I reflect. (In other words, the one aspect which all of those tenses of those two moods share and have the same I have gotten wrong). This is so typical, I reflect: “my failure, when it isn’t over-ambitiousness, largely consists in not getting the easiest part right. I will then of course try to say that the easiest part doesn’t count.”

Inattention in the midst of the conjugation of ‘soy’ — soy eres es […] somos sois son— when entered that region between es and somos, between singular and plural, left column and right, I got up and wandered off toward the bathroom –I didn’t go into it, didn’t use it, but was just thinking of various things– and now sitting back down I was able to make the transition and get back to it. My getting up and walking around seemed related to a “hump” between the singular and plural persons.

favorite conjugation thought of (present subjunctive of ser) the English speaker sees “The Sea” sees “The Seas” sees two Irish names “Seamus”, “Sean”, and finally one that reminds us that this is after all Spanish, after all just morphology, a conjugation, (and of the Greek dative feminine plural) “Seais”.

[Politics, 4.9.]

Thoughts as long (or short, even very short) pins stuck into “the voodoo doll of the brain”– (oneself is that which is symbolized by the brain doll)– “my brain is the doll of me” — “my brain is the doll of my body.”

Alternatively, it is the brain that is the witch doctor and the consciousness that is the doll, but it is a living doll. The witch doctor thinks it’s hurting or helping what resembles the doll, but in fact it is hurting or helping the doll.

[It is reality that is the witchdoctor, the brain that is the doll, oneself whom the witchdoctor antagonizes by these means]

La formación de Patricia es uno de los fenómenos que ha dejado boquiabiertos a los expertos…..boquiabiertos [*]

His surviving writings all show a certain lack of passion […] According to ancient writers, he was respected as an able and thorough, though somewhat dull historiographer… Ephorus

“Ce n’est pas parce que les autres sont morts que notre affection pour eux s’affaiblit, c’est parce que nous mourons nous-mêmes.” [Albertine Disparue, 221, Proust]. Moncrieff. Conjugation: mourir.

Summertime, J.M. Coetzee. “You know the word disembodied? This man was disembodied. He was divorced from his body. To him, the body was like one of those wooden puppets that you move with strings. You pull this string and the left arm moves, you pull that string and the right leg moves. And the real self sits up above, where you cannot see him, like the puppet-master pulling the strings.

“Now this man comes to me, to the mistress of the dance. Show me how to dance! he implores. So I show him, show him how we move in the dance. So, I say to him —move your feet so and then so. And he listens and tells himself, Aha, she means pull the red string followed by the blue string! — Turn your shoulder so, I say to him, and he tells himself, Aha, she means pull the green string!

“But that is not how you dance! That is not how you dance! Dance is incarnation. In dance it is not the puppet-master in the head that leads and the body that follows, it is the body itself that leads, the body with its soul, its body-soul. Because the body knows! It knows! When the body feels the rhythm inside it, it does not need to think. That is how we are if we are human. That is why the wooden puppet cannot dance. The wood has no soul. The wood cannot feel rhythm.”

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Strabo 3.1.5

ταῦτα μὲν οὖν οὕτως ἔχειν ἐγχωρεῖ καὶ δεῖ πιστεύειν: ἃ δὲ τοῖς πολλοῖς καὶ χυδαίοις ὁμοίως εἴρηκεν, οὐ πάνυ. λέγειν γὰρ δή φησι Ποσειδώνιος τοὺς πολλοὺς μείζω δύνειν τὸν ἥλιον ἐν τῇ παρωκεανίτιδι καὶ μετὰ ψόφου παραπλησίως ὡσανεὶ σίζοντος τοῦ πελάγους κατὰ σβέσιν αὐτοῦ διὰ τὸ ἐμπίπτειν εἰς τὸν βυθόν

Now these assertions of Artemidorus are allowable, and we should believe them; but the stories which he has told in agreement with the common crowd of people are by no means to be believed. For example, it is a general saying among the people, according to Poseidonius, that in the regions along the coast of the ocean the sun is larger when it sets, and that it sets with a noise much as if the sea were sizzling to extinguish it because of its falling into the depths. [Trans.]

“Now I am your father,” he said pointing with two fingers to an area above his stomach, “No? Now he is your father,” now pointing to his own father with the same two fingers, but in the area of the throat, as if it were specifically the throat of the elder Jammer that were her father…. [Achuches/ 2]