another piece of some puzzle somewhere. the problem with these apparent clues is they don't lead to anything. with all the clues "Enrique" has shared with us over the years, shouldn't we have an almost complete picture put together by now. or is it just me? i don't think so!

Sara, it's funny, I was just thinking about that myself. The presence we know as "Enrique" seems to have been at this for nearly five years in one form or another. Yes, you would think we would have something with some weight after all that, for those who have been paying good attention?

All we seem to get is that he might be in Southern Florida, he might be in Aruba, someone who shows up once and never returns spouts about seeing him in Santa Monica once. The "one who seems to know something" playfully leaves his mark in different parts of the country, but all they really prove is his existence, not Andy's.

The message board comes unraveled when we try to discuss the Steve Rocco thing, which we knew to be just a goofy idea that ended up being picked up by an Orange County newspaper, and we knew this was just some sort of "Kaufmanism" at play as engineered by someone else. Nothing of substance there, but some of us complained and therefore all were cast out, given the old heave-ho like that character on Seinfeld: "No soup for you!"

Is the real Andy out there, and sitting around at Enrique's side, giggling as these stray clues are dispensed? Is there a master plan to all of this? Or does someone just like being mysterious and getting attention for it?

I say we ask the folks who tearfully watched as Andy drew his last breath, we ask his family who must truly love being asked by now, or we ask the real doctor who still has an office in Beverly Hills, who signed his death certificate, what they think of all this.

Well, hopefully they would all smile and laugh knowingly, and say, "Oh yes, suuuure he's alive! We were just joshing."

No master plan and lots of giggling from the sidelines, I would say. It's possible these clues do lead somewhere and that we just don't have anyone on the team who is enough of a sleuth to solve them. Any Mensa type lurkers out there? We neeeed ya!

But I don't think the clues necessarily lead to Andy. It's possible they only lead to a great big sign that says "Gotcha" and nothing more. And shouldn't that sign be lighting up in all our brains about now?



Or should it?

Ahem… mi mi mi… "where do you start if you are an academic philospher in search of the quiddity of bull****?"

"Perhaps, to paraphrase Nietzsche, truth is merely bull**** that has lost its stench."

"How would one defend philosophers like Hegel or Heidegger from the charge that there writings are bull****? Not, Cohen says, by showing that they cared about the truth (which would be enough to get them off the hook if they were charged with being bull****ters under Frankfurt's definition). Rather, one would show that their writings actually made some sense. And how could one prove the opposite: that a given statement is hopelessly unclear, and hence bull****? One proposed test is to add a "not" to the statement and see if that makes any difference to its plausibility. If it doesn't, that statement is bull****. As it happens, Heidegger once came very close to doing this himself. In the fourth edition of his treatise "What Is Metaphysics?" (1943), he asserted, "Being can indeed be without beings." In the fifth edition (1949), this sentence became, "Being is never without beings."

Blah, blah blah blah blah bla blah. Blabbity blab? Blippity blop! Blah bla blab blabber blab blab, broohaha; blick blap blish maish mishy moo. Moo mishy mish mish. Mash. MOSH MOSH MISH MASH!! BS? Bleh. Meh. Lipp lapp lop.

Harvender... humbug?

Bull****, bull****, bull**** bull**** bull**** bull**** blah. But, new incoming bull****! Slightly conceiveable bull****? Uproarious, hilarious bull****! TENACIOUS BULL****!!! PERMEATING ILLUMINATING BULL****!! Now this is something to really get excited about! But keep your hats on, because there is a likely chance that it’s really all just… bull****! Darn!

I forgot about the censor

No worries. It still made sence.

it was supposed to be funny!

Being is never without blabbity blippity bloppity blop. Blabber blick blap blish! Moo mishy mish blopp?

hee hee hee thanks guys.

hey listen, I just wanted to make sure you all know that next spring when I present that paper (I'm committed now), I'm not gonna pass off any of the ideas as my own, ok. I don't think that was clear from what I said before. I'm not aiming to come off like I thought of the stuff.

Blippity blop! Blick.

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It's sad when people say there's no truth. It's annoying when people lose sight of sense and get caught up in circles trying to find truth through rhetoric or logic (which are good for some things...). It's funny and heartening when someone shares the truth by showing ... I don't know what to call it. You know, like when Andy ate ice cream to a laugh track and the audience was laughing at that.

I found that to be funny.

That’s such a good point. Maybe truth is something that must be experienced. Though it's fun playing with logic and rhetoric. But as soon as you say what a truth is, you’re also saying everything else that it isn’t. That limits the experience.

Yeah, and makes you afraid to say anything or disagree, especially when you are talking with a dear friend. Thank goodness for dear friends though!! My favorite thing in the world is when my friends and I come out of a common experience and we can tell each other the truths that emerge and we are delighted to see our differences. Really, there is nothing more wonderful than being friends with someone who is different, and valuing each other.

A truth for sure! It’s okay to disagree. I guess I was thinking about how belief in “A Truth” can reduce what we experience. So then you’re only living out an idea in your head and can’t see others’ truths. Or they seem like lesser truths. Oh wait I get it. When people say truth doesn’t exist I think they mean there is no one truth. Truth exists, just not in one place, but alll over.

I wonder if the exchanges that take place here count as experiences where truths emerge and we see our differences. Or are we caught up in circles of rhetoric and logic? Does this count as experience? Is this why these little guys have so much power?

this totally counts. and I'm really no good with numbers.

The little SMILEY guys have POWER?

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A truth for sure! It’s okay to disagree. I guess I was thinking about how belief in “A Truth” can reduce what we experience. So then you’re only living out an idea in your head and can’t see others’ truths. Or they seem like lesser truths. Oh wait I get it. When people say truth doesn’t exist I think they mean there is no one truth. Truth exists, just not in one place, but alll over.

I wonder if the exchanges that take place here count as experiences where truths emerge and we see our differences. Or are we caught up in circles of rhetoric and logic? Does this count as experience? Is this why these little guys have so much power?

if you believe in them

Rob

tell that to quit sitting on the card

I don't mean to be pushy but I already wrote the rest of the story and I'm impatient for all this stupid misunderstanding to be over!!

have I gone nuts? I'm sitting in this cafe so I can get wireless and every freaking song seems like its about me

this is kind of like one of the songs I heard

a simple place

Meg Smith



Will you follow me

into the last room, where

sun draws an ocean of apricot

along the walls, floor

and clouds of blankets.

I live for this low fog.

You will say it, and I will say it,

or not,

or simply move together

toward the sweetness

of ebbing light.

those lyrics are so pretty, and compelling. I really like "sun draws an ocean of apricot"

I always liked the lyric about the moon hitting your eye like a big pizza pie.

ouch! those anchovies really sting.

i LOVE pizza!