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SMALL TALK
Small talk topics
-1.What newspaper do you read,if any?
0.Do you have a blog?What about?
1.The weather [in UK]
2.Health problems…. or possible ones.
3.The government
4,Your clothes
5 Recipes.
6.Light novels you have read.
7 Stuff from the newspaper
8.TV if you can get to yourself to watch it.
9.Your car or bicycle or your bunions.
10 Your new camera/computer/i pad/u pad/her pad/ur pad/z pad.
11,interior decor.
12.Money..the recession and price of food.
13 Religion
14.Atheism
15 Indifference
16 Is depression an epidemic? Do you worry too much.Or talk to much.
17 Are your boundaries strong enough?
18 your sex life or somebody else’s or the lack of
19,Is pornography responsible for crime?
20 Crime.
21 The police
22 The riots.
23 The strike planned by teachers
24 12/12/12
25 Xmas.
26 Baking.
27 Xmas presents
28.Family problems.
29 People who don’t speak to you or vice versa
30 Pets
31 Breadmakers.
32.Pop stars
33 Schools.
34 Newspaper.
35 Disabled people’s benefits being cut back.
36.Should you buy an Amazon Fire?
37 Are women too like men now?How?
38.Do you think life was better in the past?Which era?
39.Do you use a table cloth.
40.Do you wear a nightie or pyjamas or a night shirt or your underwear in bed and if so why have you picked that one?
41 Should people wear old clothes at home and only dress nicely if going out?
42 Why do so many people wear jeans?
43.Is tencel better than denim for jeans.
44.Should fat people dress to look thinner or dress how they please?
45.Why David Cameron has no expression on his face.
46 A and E closures.
47 Chemotherapy.
48 Best hairdresser.
49 Makeup.
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Again,I am frayed.
In pain I have prayed.
In the main,poems don’t pay.
Don’t be plain in your way.
I’ll explain it some day.Training cats and dogs to pray seems idealistic.
Training frogs the time of the day is an idea but will never become real,
Praise the jar… an early invention rarely mentioned.
Waking up the bunny was cruel.
I am a wholly cat.
Battle with your cage or walk out the door.
I saw the end of the wheel.It turned a full circle.
I reached new knights near a round table floating in the sea.
Ideas breed between the lines.
I bleed between the lines.
I need more than a few lines.
Lead the fine poets to print their own books
I led the riot to attract opposites
Almost a cliche
You bit my big tart
She lies over willed silk
Do you feel me approach?
Food does my art good.
You are making me wavy.
Mindless words damage.
Every dog has his own way.
Painted face art never should shows
I fell dead on the wheel.Now I have wings
Gale Dictionary of Psychoanalysis:
Capacity for Maternal Reverie
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Home > Library > Health > Psychoanalysis DictionaryWilfred R. Bion developed the concept of the capacity for maternal reverie in his three books written during the 1960s: Learning from Experience (1962), Elements of Psycho-Analysis (1963), and Transformations: Change from Learning to Growth (1965).
Although he was an adult analyst and was primarily interested in group dynamics and the workings of psychosis, the concepts that he proposed (based on study of the analytic relationship in these two areas) in fact also proved to be very dynamic and very productive in connection with study of the foundations of the psychic apparatus—that is, the ontogenesis of the psyche.
In Bion’s view, this ontogenesis of the psyche can be related to a digestive model of the workings of the “thought-thinking apparatus.” At the beginning of its life, the baby does not have access to a thought-thinking apparatus that is mature enough to metabolize—that is, to use and integrate its very first mental or proto-mental materials. Bion thus described the beta (b) elements, which correspond to extremely archaic bodily feelings, to emotional states linked to the infant’s very earliest sensory and relational experiences, which it cannot utilize as such. There is thus a need, for the baby—that is, for its mental growth and maturation—for a detour through the Other.
The infant projects these beta elements into the psyche of its mother (or other adult caregiver); this adult effectively lends the child their own “thought-thinking apparatus” to reshape, detoxify, and transform the beta elements into alpha (a) elements, which can then be assimilated by the infant and integrated into its own mental functioning. This transformation is due to the “alpha function” of the mother’s psyche, or “capacity for maternal reverie,” which thus fulfills what could be described as a “desaturating” function with regard to the beta elements produced and felt by the infant (or by the patient).
From vantage point of the history of ideas, the emergence of this concept is situated at the confluence of Bion’s ideas on the functioning of groups, which also have a containing and transformative function (containers), and his analytic practice with adult psychotics: “If the patient cannot transform his emotional experience into alpha elements, he cannot dream,” he wrote in Elements of Psycho-Analysis.
This model is indissociable from the grid that Bion proposed to categorize the different types of mental materials (horizontal rows) and the various ways these can be used in communication (vertical columns). The beta and alpha elements correspond to the first two horizontal rows (A and
of the grid, the last row of which is the “algebraic calculus” (H).The extrapolation of this model to early psychic development was effected more by later theorists of child analysis than by Bion himself. In France, René Diatkine published L’Enfant dans l’adulte ou l’éternelle capacité de rêverie (1994; The child in the adult; or, the eternal capacity for reverie), in an implicit homage to all that this concept has contributed to the work of child analysts. In Diatkine’s view, the concept of the maternal reverie must be understood along with Jean Laplanche’s work on psychic translation in the context of his theory of generalized seduction.
Bibliography
Bion, Wilfred R. (1962). Learning from Experience. London: Heinemann; New York: Basic Books.
——. (1963). Elements of Psycho-Analysis. London: Heinemann.
——. (1965). Transformations: Change from learning to growth. London: Heinemann.
Diatkine, René. (1994). L’Enfant dans l’adulte ou l’Éternelle Capacité de rêverie. Neuchâtel and Paris: Delachaux & Niestlé.
Read more: http://www.answers.com/topic/maternal-reverie-capacity-for#ixzz2645U4sil
In this heat it’s a trial to walk,
Though I’m happy, should you wish to talk.
I look into your eyes
And see truth not lies.
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http://cjstone.hubpages.com/hub/Schrdingers-Cat
I think this is a good post
Leave your hyperbole at home
MATHS FOR LOVERS
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even…breeding!Will you still love me when I have forgotten what logarithms are?
Bizarre tales of love in the Mathematical
Institute.Forget Maths in twelve easy steps: Dancing for Darlings.
Inch by inch:Crawl up the Wall with Professor Braithwaite.
Baby steps to Love for the Mathematically Gifted.
Dr Braithwaite’s Love Problems:Triangles,Squares,Elliptical Approaches and Heaps of Leaps.Solutions at the back.
Leave your Hyperbola at Home: Dates,their care and feeding for the Geometer.
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A Dummy Date: Trial and terror.
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How are you?
Who are you?
I’m your brother!
Sorry,dear,my eyes are not what they wear.
Well,why not have new glasses if you must wear them?
What kind of new classes.Socio-economic?
Are you deaf?
I think it’s a dress.
Are you not sure?
No,I’m not insured so it’s no good you killing me for the money!
I’d bill you just for pleasure!
Too much leisure? Why not do voluntary work?
If it’s voluntary,is it work?
Yes, she does smirk?
Who?
Meryl Streep!
What sort of name is “Streep”?
Perhaps it was a spelling error?
Yes,she does fill me with terror!
I thought you liked strong women.
Only as they lust and last longer in bed.
In bed.What a joke.You’re 96 tomorrow!
Yes,it will be my 96th lady tomorrow.I hope to find four more sweet ladies before I die.
I won’t ask why.
I’ll tell you anyway.
Go on,tell me;I’m all here.
Well,with the first ninety I have realised I was doing it wrong.
Can you do it wrong?
Well,yes,if you want to procreate or to please.
Did father not tell you what to do?
Bell me!I’m a man not a cat.
Look,there’s a pretty woman.
I can’t see anything!
She’s across the road.
I need stronger glasses.
I just need stronger spirits.
Do they breed,those ferrets?
I never know what they do.
Can’t you watch them?
Well,they’re so quick!
Yes,I love Diana Quick.The best actress by far I believe.
Better than Judi Dench?
Well,no-one is better than Judi.
I’m no-one.
I’m a moral vacuum.
Can I take my morals from you?
Yes,I love stew.
No,Beryl’s in a stew.
I knew it!
How?
I saw her hair was dropping out.
She’s up the spout.
How vulgar you are.
I’m doing my best.
Yes, do wear a vest.
I passed my driving test!
In what?
A car, of course!
So,passed at the 100th go?
Yes,that’s why I want 100 ladies.
You mean…………………..
So I hear!
What,are you still here?
I’d love a beer..
Yes,I have some fears and I shed a few tears.
I could lend you a hankey.
Will I have to pay interest?
No,just pay me some attention.
Detention!I’m not a schoolchild.
I agree,you are wild.
I’d like some mild beer.
Everyone suffers fears.
For years,oh,dear..
Yes,the strawberries are dear.
They are queer?I’d love a gay strawberry or two.
You are too old to be gay!
I’ll do it my way.
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A clock of fire shone overhead.That’s just the sun,they said.
Up and punning.The life of an old word lover.
Sick of rhyme?Free verse now.
Take off that look.Try a new Face…. without the book.
Knock me off the shelf.I’m divine….ravings of the Cook.
At the top they are dead.At the bottom they dread.What is the meaning?
Are you on Plotter,the new social medium?Sign on secretly when you get a private message.I never spoke.
Don’t sign up to Paranoia.Madness hurts.
Of kilts and men.The Scottish affect:Gloom is us.
Oh,I shan’t bother!Listless and weak…. you need a new kind of speech…talk yourself well in ten days.
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I am thinking today about reverie,daydreams and fantasy.I believe it is crucial to creativity to be able to enter a state of reverie,a state of mind that can happen if we feel secure and safe in our surroundings so we can let our attention float freely.When in danger we must be alert and our eyes are sharply focused.We don’t fall into reverie then.
Reverie is not fantasy.Fantasy to me is when you make up a little scenario that pleases you…maybe dreaming of dramatically rescuing someone from drowning and being presented with a gold medal.Or meeting a perfect person who loves you. forever and sees no faults in you.
Reverie is not self serving.What I think is that fantasy is done by the conscious mind often to gain gratifications unobtainable in real life.Most people do it now and then.
But a fantasy meal does not feed you.On the other hand it may give you hope.
In a state of reverie we are open to intimations and images from parts of our mind not controlled by the ego.In my case it sometimes happens by way of a tune coming into my mind…. a song.Or an idea about how to solve a problem…. or a phrase which leads to a poem.
I believe what is called “Stress” may be a state in which you cannot allow yourself to daydream and fall into a reverie.We feel in danger so must remain focused all the time.The eye muscles tense as do other muscles.So we get very tired.And we fail to see the broader picture.
As for dreams whilst asleep… these seem nearer to reverie to me than to wish fulfillment.But I’m not sure.
One thing concerns me is Lucid Dreaming.I try to taken this I believe people try to take over control of the dream and make it go in a way that they consciously want.If it’s a nightmare that may be a good idea
but in general I believe we should let our dreaming mind go where it wishes because it may be some other part of the mind sending a message.Or it may be God sending a message.The language of symbols is different from a spoken language.Symbols have many meanings.Each person can know better what their own symbols mean than an outsider.I think falling int0 reverie whilst contemplating a dream image may help to understand it in part.
As for Meditation,I’m unsure where that fits in… but it must be somewhere near Reverie…
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Feel the money flowing over you?
Don’t pencil me in…am I unworthy of ink?
Ask Penny what she thought.
A Jenny pincher..he loves a Wren.
A penny waved is a penny scorned.
Many may be wise yet can thousands be more foolish than thou?
People who live in classy houses shouldn’t moan.
Deception breaks loyalty.
Pick of the wittier…political farces for the bored.
He picked the low hanging suit…… oh, belly in
A dictionary gives birth to a thousand elegies
I thought it was a piece of cake,mother….Never bite Art works.Dentists love them,hate them,pay them,but when?
A cliche
I shall peck a tin…..it’s the new diet for quick weight loss.
You eat the tin and throw out the food.He has been seen praying in the maths classes.
Have you got a pane in your neck?why not install double crazing?
Will you paint yourself in the corner?Make up is too sexy in front of the children.
Will Pandora put on her socks ?
I can paper over the cracks but with the holes in the floor that’s tricky and dangerous…especially with the stouter ladies.
I’d like a paper tiger for my bed.The cuddly ones are too lifelike/
Is there a bar for the horses?
He passed his dismay on to the priest and received a blessing and then a brick fell on his head.Oh,Lord…can’t you wait?
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I copied this from the World of Psychology but regret I can’t find the reference.But read it anyway.
Not quite timeless but very old
Connect with the Timeless
There is another source of connectedness that does not involve specific other people and that has some advantages that attachments to people do not. The Gershwin song expresses the romantic wish that through “the Rockies may tumble, Gibraltar may crumble, they’re only made of clay, but–Our love is here to stay.” Well, the Rockies and Gibraltar are still around while countless people who earnestly sang these lyrics to their partner are not. Or their partner is not. Or both, through separation or death, are gone.
I am not proposing that it is better to love rocks than people. But I am implying two other propositions: 1) that it is unrealistic not to recognize the possibility of any relationship being transient and ephemeral, and 2) that the more we can root some of our attachment needs in things more lasting and even timeless, the firmer is the ground on which we stand in life’s changes and discontinuities.
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I confess to two evils….eating cake and drinking.
Let sleeping dogs lie but not humans.Truth now!
Let the cat out with a flag.
Let’s roll over in the hay.
Let’s split in two so I am you and you are too.
Ticking off one’s wounds never works.
I shall lie down with lions and see how they like me…raw or cooked.
In life its rare to hear a bowl of cherries growl.
Life’s a sandy beach with the tide coming in…. then going out with us floating.
She was as light as the weather forecast on a stormy day.
.Switch the light off at your end of the tunnel
I got blight in my loafers.
Day: September 1, 2012
A bit more from Sept 2012
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Mary writes a lettee
The Pilchards.
23,Sweetnames Avenue
Knittingham
Near Nottingham.
England
Dear Jane
Hope you are keeping well in this unusually cold spring weather.
Stan has had flu.It made him so bad tempered and waspish
that I took up the Duraglit polish and got him to polish all the brass,
except the front door knob, as that doesn’t come off.
Mind you,it made the bedroom smell odd… a mistake,perhaps…
so I sprinkled lavender oil around.
He seems to get thinner and I seem to get fatter.
So our average w eight remains constant.
What a relief.I’d like to be weighed as a married woman.
Can you believe this..
I’ve got chilblains! It’s those dratted blood vessels of mine.
Still,I polished some old plum colored leather and wear them in the house.
We seem to be doing polishing frequently here.. boots,furniture,apples.
How is your new book “Nonsense:A.N.Whitehead and Lewis Carroll” coming on?
Hope it’s progressing….to a nonsensical ending.
I’ve got a new book of poetry coming out in April
[from Polar bears publishers]
It’s called,”An unpolished performance.”
My fourth book on Wittgenstein’s cats is almost finished.
And the publishers can’t wait for the photographs…I’ll get a friend to do those for me!!
It gives me a change from all that polishing.
I’ve begun to talk to myself out loud…. in the street.
Just seeing if I can still do my old Lancashire accent.
I suppose it might worry people but no one has said anything as yet.They may be afraid.
“That which is unsaid can,nevertheless,still be heard.
Stan is still involved romantically with Anne, our next door neighbor.
I can’t blame him as chilblains and Wittgenstein not very romantic.
When I think of how we used to be,it makes me smile and feel sadness too.
I wonder if I can find someone new for a romance,myself… someone with Asperger’s syndrome
possibly…as I’ve just been diagnosed.It’s quite common in mathematicians.It may be an
advantage in concentrating a lot
I need a boyfriend with weak eyes as my clothes are all full of moth holes
and I’m damned if I’m going to buy new ones.
I can’t see well enough to darn but I’ve sewn the holes up neatly thus
giving a strange pleated effect to my clothes.
On my merino wool knitted trousers, one hole was right on the ass.
It looks now as if I’ve been shot in the rear…
but I can’t see it.So it does not exist.
Sometimes in the past I would iron on those motifs like
butterflies…but
I think it would look odd having a butterfly just there…. or indeed
anything else like wild rose.
I could make a little sign saying
“Keep clear,from my rear.This is a hole where a moth scored a goal.”
Still,not many people are going to look there now I hope….
I seem to have stopped knitting but am still drawing.
Meantime I’ve just ironed some of my winter clothes as it’s still chilly..
and am planning to iron all my pink and blue knickers now
as I believe it kills any germs left when you wash at 30 deg.I got those colours in case I should
change sex or is it gender?
I wonder if I should iron the sheets?
Could I do it while they are on the bed?
I don’t wash them much as it wears them out and me too.
I am going to take up baking again because Stan is getting so thin.
I fancy a Russian cheesecake as it had a lot of protein in it.
I have a genuine Russian cookbook and also am waiting for a delivery of a
Jewish cookery book as I have lost mine..no it fell down onto my head last week
.God only knows where that came from.
but I believe there were good cheesecakes as Jewish cooking has much in
common with Russian,perhaps because once many Jews lived in Russia.I just
made friends with one here….he is charming and like me he hates golf.
I have got almost all the Penguin cookery books ever printed but mislaid a
few.
In fact it’s quite hard to get into the kitchen
with all these books on the shelves.And a little food.
I was comforted to read that the parent’s of John Burra,the artist,
had books piled every where in their large house….
and he was very untidy too.
So all I need is talent and practice and I’ll be an artist.
After all,anyone can be untidy but not everyone will practice their Art.
I’d like to practice the arts of love.
They say you should love your neighbor as yourself,
but personally I prefer the neighbor or even the milkman to myself.
Meanwhile I’m happy with Emile our cat
and my 500 photos of Wittgenstein.
I shall make Stan a lemon sponge pudding.
That is the love he wants…Food.
“If music be the food of love I’ll cohabit with a pure white dove.
And while he coos and sings for me.
I’ll try not to :fall out of the tree,
Get stung by a bee,
Have psychotherapy
Make more enemies,
Let my thought free,
Hurt my knee.
Let moths frighten me.Well,time for some tea.
Now Jane, please write to me soon.
I love to see your so strangely beautiful handwriting
and to hear about Whitehead and Cambridge and all the weird dons.
I hope it’s not too damp and cold there near that river.
Keep warm and make a note of any intriguing happenings to relate to me.
And anything beautiful you can see or hear.I hope Edward is writing
regularly..where is he doing his research now… did you say Stanford?
Maybe you should install Skype..then again,perhaps not as you would have to
wash your hair too much… and comb it too…perhaps we could wear wigs.
Do write soon,Love always,Mary.
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I wish I were an apple
and you were eating me
I’d like to make you happy
As you sat by this tree.
I wish I were a blackbird
So I could sing for you.
I’d like to make you cheerful
And stop you feeling blue.
I wish I were the sun
So I cold warm your frozen heart.
And then your heart would melt for me
And you would be less tart.
I wish I were the moon
so I could protect you all night long.
But being only me may I
Present you with this song?Why
1.Why is denim now a sign of conformity not rebellion?
2.Where are the best jeans from?
3.Should you wear “double denim”?
4. Why is denim too hot for summer and too cold for winter and yet we wear it anyway?
5.Why don’t most people wear winter coats nowadays?
6.Why are the shops so hot they make one feel sick
7.How shopping makes me feel sick and other ways of saving money.
8.Why did the Russians have the best novelists?
9.Is 8. true?
10.Is life worthwhile?
11.What does 10.mean
12.Who can come up with the best ideas for small talk?
13.Food processors…are they a good thing to own?
14.Did you see the second version of Dr Zhivago?
15.Why is Russian Orthodox liturgy so moving?
16.Have you been to Walsingham?
17.Do you like day trips on a coach?
18.Why is fish and chips our national dish.
19.Why is roast beef our national dish.
20.Do other nations have fish and chips?
21 Is rapeseed oil any use for chip frying?
22.What an odd name rapeseed is.
23.Did Einstein eat chips?
24.Is your skin sensitive?
25.Why do women wear deodorants but men don’t usually bother?
25.Do you need suncream in the winter?
26.How many grains of sand are there on Brighton beach?
27.Why is the sea at Hythe sometimes teal
28.Why are the Saxon cliffs in Kent a mile from the sea?
29.Can the Kent authorities move the cliffs back near the sea again.
30 Isn’t it odd that the railway line runs at the bottom of the cliffs near Folkstone as the tide might come up
as a train goes by?
31,Is this small talk?
How my heart sings 