Ich wollte jemandem antworten, aber der Server hat nicht funktioniert

Miasraum,
Gedanken sind wie “Zebras in einer Giraffenherde” (Stefan Rogal)
Verlangen von der Seele zu schreiben, wäre herrlich. Ich frage mich, was die Sprache der Seele sein würde. Viele Gedankenflitze flackern, bevor sie in eine geschriebene Sprache übersetzt werden können. In der Übersetzung ist viel verloren. Wenn ich könnte, würde ich dir doppelte Freude und halb Leid mit Wein und Schweizer Käse bieten. Ich fürchte, es ist schwierig, auf elegante Weise zu teilen. Ein Toast auf gute Gedanken und Träume vom Stift.

Thoughts are like “zebras in a giraffe herd” (Stefan Rogal)
Desiring to write of the soul would be wonderful. I wonder what the language of the soul would be. Many streams of thought flicker before they can be translated into a written language. In translation, much is lost. If I could, I would offer you double pleasure and half suffering with wine and Swiss cheese. I’m afraid it’s difficult to share in an elegant way. A toast to good thoughts and dreams from the pen.

I thought it would be a shame to waste a translation since I went through the google hell before I realized that the comment box would not work. So that’s the small suffering of wanting to reply to something beyond the “like” click of silence. I don’t know what the server error refers to.

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Every Damn Nuance

Every Damn Nuance

Geez, I can’t even use simple words. Even the word “concept” I find is used in Linguistics with a connotation which is totally different from the way I want to use it. So now I suppose I have to coin a new word for what I meant by “concept word”. Ugh, it’s like the dilemma that early mathematicians had: English symbols had too many built in connotations so they had to use Greek letters for equations to avoid confusion. Oh yeah, I never did find out how they teach Calculus in Greece if the main explanatory text is in Greek. Do they use English letters for the equations? Seems like a simple question, but couldn’t find the answer and I suppose it’s too trivial to put much energy into it. I’ll just assume yes and forget it I suppose.

Syndrome Words in Utd’mbts

Naztko who is in “The Blog That Would Destroy the World” tries to explain syndrome words in the Utd’mbts Language. Discusses a word:
[In the insecure person prestige is found from achieving a goal regardless of the methods used and the collateral damage done in the process. Guilt and remorse are suppressed or non-existent.]

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Syndrome Words

A syndrome or yaufohx is a cluster of symptoms or descriptive elements that share a common flavor or meaning, though some with a mere soupçon.

A yaufohx may have nested containers of sub-syndromes or yaufohtx.

Syndrome words usually end with the suffix -xtn. A sub-syndrome ends in -xttn. a sub-sub syndrome ends in -xtw. A third level yaufohtx ends in -xttw.

A pervasive or an insidious characteristic of the yaufohx inheres in all the elements.

An example is the “insecurity syndrome,” or dhviwsaxtn. Many yaufohtx may subsume under this banner. An example for level two is vifzioxttn (need for self-esteem). Within that yaufohx may be several yaufohtx such as nysbdjuwxtw (rationalizing), and ntdiaxtw (the need for power). Within nysbdjuwxtw (rationalizing) may be a level 3 yaufohtx: ihnpexttw (“the ends justify the means.”)

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“Dhviwsaxtn vifzioxttn nysbdjuwxtw ihnpexttw.”

— In the insecure person prestige is found from achieving a…

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Linguistic Clues from Mamihlapinatapai For Construction of a New Language

Linguistic Clues from Mamihlapinatapai For Construction of a New Language

    In discussing the poem Mamihlapinatapai, the point I wanted to make about the word Mamihlapinatapai is that words that encompass whole concepts are occasionally used in some languages, but it is not the majority in the extant vocabulary. I think that a language could be constructed that deliberately coins such words, dense in meaning, for most of its expression, rather than with just an occasional accident of history or with a popular story or myth that is an exception to the usual stringing together of less dense words.
    Maybe more on this later. I’m trying to start fresh because I’ve gone down this path before and gotten nowhere. It still feels like a very futile endeavor. With time running out, everything seems like impending doom and catastrophe which it most likely is.

Countdown to Death

Countdown to Death

No more poetry. No more life. I’m not watering the flowers anymore. They can die with me. I’m wilting.

    The sales figures are in and basically it’s insignificant. So, as everyone has told me, it’s not happening. I have no more options. I’m just not good enough and never will be. I have no skills and no talents as they say.
    I’ve done some calculations and I can last about 147 days including today.     Hopefully I’ll be dead at that point. I’m inclined to just wait for the end. I’m not really in the mood to write anything that’s guaranteed to fail. I could start on my concept-language project again, but I’m probably just going to confuse myself again. The last time I had no idea how to develop a grammar structure to use for it. My previous approach of collecting concepts and assigning one word for each page that defines it, and hoping I’ll think of a connecting grammar later is not going to work especially with 147 days left. I would have to think of something much more comprehensive than the obvious. I could just make verb forms from concepts, but that would only be primitive starting point. For example the concept of “confirmation bias”. I could create a new word for it with a page definition and add various forms. If the word were cf, you’d have she’s ‘cf ‘-ing her data collection to prove gibberish and justify a war.
    I could create one word to stand in for this concept:
“The displacement of anger from family to ethnic group to country over time is the cause of war.”
A word would need to be coined for that. I don’t feel like making one now, but let’s just call it A0.
Then there’s the concept of “everybody is wrong in some aspect”
    So you have some kind of structure like:
|Because| |A0| |each has a false premise| and |cf|
    This is futile. I’ll stop before I get more confused.

Selections For Neda Agha-Soltan, 2009 Iran

Poems from 2009 about Iran
    by Douglas Gilbert

Beyond The Dust Storm

Tear gas in the haze
canisters and batons,
oh hail freedom —
it stayed with us, all, for
we walked with God by the crack and hiss

Covered in blood
the flag of her clothing,
she grabbed my hand, said
run with me up Kargar street
and I will not be afraid

We prayed for the crowd
and the dust dispersed

Rising in the settling dust
Neda appeared
high in the sky
smiling at us, and
we walked with God July the 9th
    ***

The Weeping Willow Sings

Haunting shots
gushing
sorrows
stains,Basiji,
hear my Neda say
my heart stings

I hear singing in the leaves
moving branches
interleaving freedoms
like a green dream sad
autumn reds too early

But rivers of blood

Eyes open
nightmare on Kargar Street,
the world a bitter pixel

I hear my Neda sing:
it burned me

But I can not even mourn
outside Niloofar mosque.
The Ayatollah mocks my song, but
his mysteries don’t intrigue me anymore.

His evil is clear.

My heart sings the only truth, and
it burns me that he hasn’t remembered
his Mother

The Ayatollah is not a woman, not a man
never having any babies
and is ignorant of birth
ignorant of the cry
of freedom

Oh God
save the child
    ***

Sea Of Neda

Impart us with courage, Neda
the Sea of Green parts for you;
cross over to
the promised Love, and
we give ours everywhere

— Douglas Gilbert