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04 Feb 00 - 12:28 PM (#173541) Subject: Hard Thinking: Prisons From: Amos PRISON
Within yourself deliverance must be searched for,
Sir Edwin Arnold |
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04 Feb 00 - 12:46 PM (#173555) Subject: RE: BS: Hard Thinking: Prisons From: canoer What do you mean, OR? Don't/can't both things happen? Just as a for instance, I know people (several!) who aren't the least bit free to relate to others, unless and until they have an instrument in their hands. At the same time, relying solely on that one outlet, they deprive themselves of a wider life. So to me, the answer is yes and yes. |
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04 Feb 00 - 01:07 PM (#173567) Subject: RE: BS: Hard Thinking: Prisons From: Metchosin Stone walls do not a prison make Nor iron bars a cage
Lovelace? Freer. Delight is in the process and that in itself is personally liberating. |
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04 Feb 00 - 01:14 PM (#173574) Subject: RE: BS: Hard Thinking: Prisons From: Amos I suspect that folksinging is akintotimetraveling in some respects. It expands the dimesnions beyond the normal boundaries of a signle lifetime and fleshes out the gray sketches of the past provided by dry histories. This adds wealth to the living of a life, and a sense of depth and meaning to the sometimes ordinary business of living. Thus, more freedom. My two cents' worth. A |
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04 Feb 00 - 02:46 PM (#173621) Subject: RE: BS: Hard Thinking: Prisons From: Dave (the ancient mariner) Loneliness without the privacy to be lonely is the worst form of prison...Like on a ship with a bad crew...or where you cannot play your music, or sing because of fear ..that is a prison indeed. I remember listening to Beethovens only Opera, Fidelio. The prisoners chorus "Oh Welche Lust" (sp?) was playing at the same time that the news had reported some hostages had been released from Iran. At that precise moment I really understood the genius of Beethovens music. Yours, Aye. Dave |
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04 Feb 00 - 02:49 PM (#173623) Subject: RE: BS: Hard Thinking: Prisons From: sophocleese Metchosin. Yes it is Lovelace, To Althea from Prison. Minds innocent and quiet,/ Take that as a hermitage. / If I have freedom in my love / And in my soul am free, / Angels alone, that soar above, / Enjoy such liberty.
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