He does tell a good story, and asks some good questions... rather a lot of them too!
Friedrich, I know you mentioned you are a writer, but in what capacity? Fact/fiction? I would say it is clear you're a Times reader, but you clearly have an ability which would lend itself to fiction.
When you opened the scene in this post, I liken what you did to what a charicature artist does: you notice the smallest details in a scene and amplify them to bring a sense of familiarity to the picture.
OK, that's enough complimenting!
I did strongly disagre with this statement:
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| She is making money off of people's desire to re-establish connections with loved-ones who have passed away, usually so as to assuage their own guilt. |
Actually it's more the latter half of it that I disliked, the first part is probably correct!
I really don't think that a significant number of people want to contact their lost loved ones as a result of wanting to free themselves of guilt. It would be a very pessimistic world if that numbered highest on our priorities.
I know guilt is a tough subject, mostly because people spend all their time looking for outward cures and not realising that guilt is a self-created condition with only self-creatable solutions.
But for me, watching someone like John Edward on stage (on TV) it seems people just want to know their loved ones are ok, and that they still exist. Sure a number of people like to hear "I'm glad you're happy with the new love in your life" rather than "You unfaithful son of a...", but for most it is much, much more than that.
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| "love life in the consciousness of impotence"? |
Perhaps that's the best way to go about it? I mean, I myself spend a great deal of time looking for 'something' without knowing what it is. I know it is some aspect of life, something that is always just beyond the horizon. It's an answer to my questions in some way.
But the philosophies I have studied from others seem to suggest that we only really find what we're looking for when we stop trying so hard. Effectively, when we give up in the face of our self-evident impotence.
Thus if we did stop trying to fing answers, and accept our 'impotence', we might find a new love for life that we never would have found because we were looking too hard.