Embarrassed and Delighted (forgive my shy nature)

I am Feste, a fool; a wandering--entitled--miscreant that has happened upon the disease of psychology (woe is me). The rain, it raineth everyday and so I've scurried under this drooping leaf to ponder and to pray. To hope a surgent welcome would be to hope too much, I do say. This is simply an introduction, a simple show of white; here is my behind and here is my bright face. I show you both, only slightly hoping for a little slap on either.

Welcome feste.
I look forward to knowing you better.
One

Samesies.

A slap on either? Why not both!?

commedia wrote:Samesies.

A slap on either? Why not both!?

I already used the word both in the sentence so the flow sounded off. I do want a slap on both!

-- Thu Dec 01, 2011 3:48 am --

Onebravegirl wrote:Welcome feste.
I look forward to knowing you better.
One

As I look forward to knowing you. Getting to know people is a fantastic thing.

feste wrote:I am Feste, a fool; a wandering--entitled--miscreant that has happened upon the disease of psychology (woe is me). The rain, it raineth everyday and so I've scurried under this drooping leaf to ponder and to pray. To hope a surgent welcome would be to hope too much, I do say. This is simply an introduction, a simple show of white; here is my behind and here is my bright face. I show you both, only slightly hoping for a little slap on either.

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“Observe everything and keep what is good”

Picture: Man, with a sack on his back and a stick in his hand walks, a dog jumps him from behind, tearing off a piece of his pants. Sign: The clown.

This matrix doesn’t have a number. It is unknown if it is 0 or 22. This is one of the great problems of the tarot. Some interpret it as the odd in some card games, Peter Black, the cosmic figure, the astral thirteenth, that lives outside the community and whose pants are being torn by dogs. If the clown is really a fool then he suffers in ineptia mysterii, he is insensitive to mystery. There is no bigger idiot than this. He should be and remain a prey for the dogs. Once it’s about things outside the fence, this man becomes suspicious, he’s winking unbelievingly, and thinks that somebody wants to bamboozle him. This is a real fool. This guy only has rags in his sack, not much else.

Such men are aplenty in the realm of history. Who are they? –Look among your closest neighbours.

But there is somebody else, too, who can stay outside the play, who doesn’t have a “number”, so it’s unknown if he’s 0 or 22. The tarot says this is the wanderer of never ending roads. Dogs bark at him because they guard their hidden bones. Here the clown is not a so called character. Character requires restrictions. You only have to look at the idiotic, arrogant stupidity on the face of so called characters. Here the clown is patient. The end and the unbeginning. The ungraspable and the unreachable. He doesn’t have anything but he doesn’t need anything. He doesn’t build houses. He sleeps in the ditch. He is a little melancholic, like all true clowns but he knows that this belongs to come-tragedy. Just nothing serious. Fate (the dog) bites him but he only laughs. He doesn’t want to change anybody, least of all himself, especially not with a machine gun. For him freedom is more important. He is amused that people live in houses and cities, they keep dogs, i.e. police and army. Dogs guard the tower of Babel, until the lightning destroys it. The clown is hardly afraid. He’s the man of boundaries. His life energy is heightened by the constant presence of mortality. The clown is interested in the last step, in crossing over. What’s next?

“Observe and go on”

(B.H.)

I concur! B.H.?

Béla Hamvas: http://hamvasbela.org/en/indexen.html

(quote was from here: http://www.tradicio.org/english/hamvast ... agdina.htm - just disregard the godawful black background, darn strain on the eye. Better copy/paste it into a word-processor...)

feste wrote:I concur! B.H.?

So... Does it mean you are still a fool, or a clown??

Tungsten wrote:

feste wrote:I concur! B.H.?

So... Does it mean you are still a fool, or a clown??

A fool and a jester. Clown in an old world sense.

I meant according to the definition of that guy Wooster gave.
He made a distinction between a fool and a clown.
So which one do you relate to?

Still reading the link, it is interesting.
Not sure why he does not realize that the One is Water in its different states.
thelesmi is similar to Thalassa, which means sea.
But it is pretty obvious the tablet talks about the cycle of water.
No need to go metaphysical to understand it.