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(* THE MEMORY OF THE PREVIOUS NIGHT INSINUATED ITSELF INTO THE FOREFRONT OF HER MIND LIKE A GATECRASHER AT A
PARTY. *..) She had nearly allowed herself to be seduced. Roger Leddon was very good looking, very charming.
...... Jill counted to three and got up, gasping at the cold, and reached for her dressing-gown. The more awake she
became, (..* the more THE GATECRASHERS FROM YESTERDAY'S MEMORIES FLOCKED INTO HER MIND.*) First the fruitless journey to
London, followed by the equally fruitless attempt to talk to Richard. She remembered how ...
[[Text: source, p.203/4]]
{Mixed with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE}
But today (* THE THOUGHT OF HIS RETURN WALKED ALONG AT HIS SIDE LIKE A GUARD ESCORTING A PRISONER.*)
[[Text: source, p.219]]
{Mixed with IDEAS AS EXTERNAL ENTITIES. Mixed also (serially, probably)
with the "guard" metaphor.}
Never previously had he had such thoughts. Now {* THEY FLOCKED TO
HIM LIKE A CROWD OF STRANGE BIRDS, BUILT THEMSELVES NESTS IN HIS BRAIN,
AND THERE FLUTTERED ABOUT RESTLESSLY.*) Now he heard all the bewildering clamour of the big wide world.
[[Text: source, p.219]]
{Mixed first (in the flocking to him) with IDEAS AS EXTERNAL
ENTITIES, then (in his brain) with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE}
As if they glimpsed before I did (* THE FURTIVE PURPOSE THAT FLUTTERED on
the edges of my thoughts.*)
[[Text: source, p.223]]
{Mixed with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE}
[NP] My heart jolts as (* an impossible idea begins to take shape in my
mind. I try to push it down but IT WON'T GO AWAY; IT ADVANCES FROM THE
SHADOWS SLOWLY, GRADUALLY, LIKE A FIGURE EMERGING FROM A DARK CAVE.*)
[[Text: source, p.47]]
{Mixed with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE}
(* PANIC STARTS TO CHEW AT THE CORNERS OF MY MIND.*)
[[Text: source, p.312]]
Once the (* fear *..) took hold, I was fucked. I'd never known anything
like it could exist: (..* all-consuming, RAVENOUS, a whirling black
vortex that sucked me under so completely and MERCILESSLY that it truly
felt like I was being DEVOURED ALIVE, bones splintered, marrow
sucked.*..) After an eternity ... something would happen to (..* BREAK
THE VORTEX'S HOLD -- a nurse coming in ... -- and I would clamber up out
of it, shaky and weak as a half-drowned animal. But even when the fear
receded for a while, it was always there: DARK, MISSHAPEN, TALONED,
HANGING SOMEWHERE ABOVE AND BEHIND ME, WAITING FOR ITS NEXT MOMENT TO
DROP ON MY BACK AND DIG IN DEEP.*)
[[Text: source]]
{Mixed with IDEAS AS PHYSICAL OBJECTS [inanimate] and IDEAS AS EXTERNAL ENTITIES}
Her main instinct is to grab hold of Selena, probably literally, and ask
her what the fuck she thinks she's doing; but (* some other instinct,
FURTHER BACK AND TWISTING RESTLESSLY, tells her that *) the moment she
says this out loud -- to Selena, or to Holly or Becca -- nothing will
never be the same again. (* She can smell the poison smoke as everything
they've got roars into flame.*)
[[Text: source, p.380]]
{Tightly mixed with IDEAS AS INTERNAL UTTERANCES.
Also followed immediately by the poison-smoke metaphor, an example of COGNIZING AS
PHYSICALLY SENSING.}
She dabs her own tears away and takes a deep breath, ready to finally
(* grasp THE THOUGHT THAT HAS BEEN TRYING TO WHISPER ITS WAY IN from the
very edges of her consciousness.*..) She has been only half-concentrating
on Emily, (..* the thought growing until it takes up all the space in her
head.*)
[[Text:
source, p.131]]
{Mixed with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE}
"Yes, I remember now," said Sorrel distantly, as if busy trying to
(* COAX THE WHOLE MEMORY out of a dark and cobwebby corner of her mind.*)
[[Text:
source, p.287]]
{Mixed with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE}
(* His mind wandered back to her harsh words earlier.*..) ... [NP]
(..* Then HIS ANGER SKIDDED AROUND TO HIMSELF *) for wasting time thinking about
the frisson between him and Sachs.
[[Text:
source, p.132]]
{The anger: IDEAS AS PHYSICAL OBJECTS or IDEAS AS
PERSONS OR OTHER LIVING BEINGS?
The first sentence uses MIND AS ANIMATE BEING OR LIVING BODY.}
(* What alarm bell did those words just ring? *) Something I know so
well (* THAT WON'T ANNOUNCE ITS PRESENCE IN MY MIND, THOUGH I KNOW IT'S
THERE, WAITING.*)
[[Text:
source, p.157]]
{Mixing with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE.
First sentence uses COGNIZING AS PHYSICALLY SENSING}
My sudden pulse of terror that passed so quickly brought his name with
it -- his false name. (* The knowledge is there, like something dark
swelling inside me. I CAN FEEL THE ANSWER TAPPING AT THE BACK OF MY
BRAIN, TRYING TO GET IN.*)
[[Text:
source, p.157]]
{Mixing with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE.}
He was experiencing a peculiarly mixed set of emotions. Horror and
dismay ... A compassionate pity ... But beyond these perfectly natural
reactions he was (* fired with an ardent glow of curiosity and
interest.*) (* One side of him warred with the other.*) He felt that it was
abhorrent to look upon crime, especially murder, as anything more than
foul and unthinkable. At the same time (* THIS LITTLE DEVIL OF CURIOSITY
KEPT ON TUGGING AT HIS SLEEVE DEMANDING ATTENTION.*..) ... The argument was
good. But (..* THE LITTLE IMP OF CURIOSITY WAS BETTER.*)
[[Text: source, p.30]]
{NB: mixing or switching: IDEAS and EMOTIONS AS PHYSICAL OBJECTS; MIND
PARTS AS PERSONS; IDEAS AS ANIMATE BEINGS}
He returned with a sigh to his sermon. For twenty minutes, blessed
with great fluency, he wrote at breakneck speed and then, once again,
(* his inspiration dried up *..) and (* THE FACTS OF Tregarthan's murder BEGAN TO
REVOLVE LIKE A FLOCK OF BLACKBIRDS ABOUT HIS HEAD.*) [NP] ... For a long
time the Vicar stared at the half-completed sheet of writing before him
then, unable to stomach (..* his aridity of thought any longer,*) [he went out
for a walk].
[[Text: source, p.110]]
{NB: mixing or switching: IDEAS AS PHYSICAL OBJECTS and IDEAS AS ANIMATE BEINGS}
Whenever (* HER THOUGHTS REACHED THAT HOUSE THEY GAVE A LITTLE JUMP AND
TRIED TO SLINK AWAY.*..) ...[several sentences]... (..* HER THOUGHTS
SLUNK AWAY; but not before one of them had sent a curdling whisper
through her mind, `_The tea would taste of blood._'*)
[[Text:
source, p.101]]
{Mixed with IDEAS AS INTERNAL UTTERANCES and MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE.}
She never in her life had had that sort of absurd thought. It was just
that she didn't sleep, and so (* her brain was relaxed and let THE REINS OF
HER THINKING GO SLACK.*)
[[Text:
source, p.101]]
{Mixed with MIND AS ANIMATE BEING.}
Lucy (* made a violent lunge after her thoughts [about Vera falling
out of the window] and STRANGLED THEM.*)
[[Text:
source, p.137]]
{The strangling part suggests that the thoughts are being viewed as
animate beings. The lunging part is compatible with that but does not
suggest it by itself.}
Harriet ate, diligently, with her eyes down, but (* her mind raced back
and forth like an animal in a cage,*) and suddenly (* A THOUGHT SO
HORRIBLE LEAPT AFRESH TO HER MIND *) that she blurted, aloud: "Is he
sick?"
[[Text:
source, p.549]]
{NB switch from / mix with metaphor of the whole mind, rather than an
individual thought, being an animate being.}
Random, senseless (* thoughts FLITTED AROUND IN HIS HEAD.*..) ... Like
a man who has lost his sense of direction, Tsukuru's thoughts (..*
ENDLESSLY CIRCLED THE SAME PLACE.*)
[[Text:
source, p.27]]
{"a man": Explicit animate being as metaphorical source. Animacy also
implicit in "flitted." See entry under Mind as Physical Space for further
comments, about succeeding sentences.}
Finally, (* as if LURED IN by the melody [of some music playing] *..),
images flashed behind his eyelids, one after the next, appearing, then
disappearing. A series of images without concrete form or meaning, (..*
RISING UP FROM THE DARK MARGINS OF CONSCIOUSNESS, SOUNDLESSLY CROSSING
INTO THE VISIBLE REALM, ONLY TO BE SUCKED BACK INTO the margins on the
other side and vanish once again. Like the mysterious outline of
MICROORGANISMS SWIMMING ACROSS the circular field of vision of a
microscope.*)
[[Text:
source, p.296]]
{Mixed with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE.}
(* THOUGHTS, unoccasioned and FAINT, DRIFTED VAGUELY INTO HIS MIND AND
OUT.*..) He half remembered the comforts of his home in Boston; but that
seemed unreal and far away, and (..* OF THOSE THOUGHTS THERE REMAINED IN HIS
MIND ONLY THIN GHOSTS OF REMEMBERED SENSATION *) -- the feel of a feather
bed at night, [etc.].
[[Text:
source, p.214]]
{Within each of the sentences, mixed with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE.
I am assuming "ghosts" are animate beings in this passage, especially because of
the "thin",
and that the conception
of the thoughts as ghosts affects the first sentence as well, even
though if taken by itself it would only suggest IDEAS AS PHYSICAL
OBJECTS.
Also I take "ghosts of remembered sensation" to mean the ghosts are
ghosts of the remembered
original sensations themselves, not that there were at some stage some memories of
sensation and then later ghosts of those memories arose.
Note also the home being "unreal and far away": case of COGNIZING AS INTERACTING WITH NON-OWN-MENTAL
ENTITIES.}
[A] dozen (* DISTURBING THOUGHTS WRESTLED IN HIS MIND.*) Was it just possible
that ... . Immediately (* the circumstances *) which must have conspired to
make such a procedure possible (* PRESENTED THEMSELVES TO THE YOUNG MAN *) in
all their array of absurdity. ... [He] was (* discomforted.*)
[[Text: p.92]]
{NB: discourse-extension, plus possible metonymy from the circumstances
to thoughts of them}
He [Uncle William] (* CHECKED HIS MEANDERING WITS SHARPLY *) and took
refuge in a suitable comment. ... Uncle William's (* THOUGHTS WERE
RACING TONIGHT, however, LEADING HIM IN A FANTASTIC DANCE FROM ONE
SUBJECT TO ANOTHER[.]*)
[[Text: p.96]]
{NB: discourse-extension}
there's (* SOMETHING TUGGING AWAY AT THE BACK OF MY MIND that *) ...
[[Speech: source]]
{mixed with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE}
At night, with your ear jammed to the radio [listening to cricket game],
(* DARK FORCES [standing for cricketers] PROWL THE PERIMETERS OF YOUR
MIND,*..) the [cricket] catches that they take the very proof that (..*
EVIL reigns. *..) But in the daylight they are just men, running hard.
[NP] I like to think it's a sign of my maturity that I have now factored
in, as they say, real as opposed to (..* PHANTOM *) cricket.
[[Text: source]]
{mixed with MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE}
{NB: discourse-extension: link between DARK FORCES, EVIL and PHANTOM}
"the Focusing attitude of being separate from, but in (* CARING
RELATIONSHIP TO"*) one's own emotions ... This (* CARING RELATIONSHIP TO *)
one's own emotions is nicely summed up by Cornell as follows: "Focusing
is like (* BEING A FRIEND TO your own inner experience. The qualities of
true friendship include acknowledging, allowing, patience, curiosity,
respect, warmth, welcome, empathy, compassion, and love *) ... We create
an inner atmosphere of no pressure, just being with what's there. (* WE ASK
GENTLE QUESTIONS AS A WAY OF INVITING THE FEELING TO TELL US MORE ... A
WELCOMING PRESENCE GIVES [EACH FEELING] THE SPACE TO BE AND BREATHE,
EVOLVE AND TRANSFORM" ...*)
[[Text: source]]
{mixed with IDEAS AS INTERNAL UTTERANCES, MIND AS PHYSICAL SPACE}
(* ... A TERRIBLE RAGE BEGAN TO SEIZE HOLD OF ME.*)
[[Text: source p.184]]
(* THE ELUSIVE MEMORY I'D BEEN TRYING TO FORCE SINCE SATURDAY SWAM
ACROSS THE SURFACE OF MY MIND AGAIN AND DISAPPEARED.*..) [NP] "What?"
Murray demanded suspiciously. [NP] "Nothing. I thought I remembered
something but (..* I can't quite get it."*)
[[Text: source p.251-2]]
(* IT WAS THEN THAT THE IDEA SLITHERED LIKE A SNAKE INTO MY MIND,
SHOWING ITSELF OPENLY FOR THE FIRST TIME*): if anyone was going to marry
Vanessa Forde, why shouldn't it be me?
[[Text: source p.35]]
(* Beneath the crashing and roaring of the Swede's analysis (* A TINY NOTION CREPT
INTO THE INSPECTOR'S HEAD. *)
[[Text: source p.157]]
(* THE INSPECTOR'S THOUGHTS JUMPED AND LEAPT ABOUT. *) It seemed to him a long
time before he was able ( * TO PIN ONE OF THEM DOWN *) .
[[Text: source p.48]]
(* THE CEASELESS PLODDING TO AND FRO OF THEIR INQUIRIES *)
[[Text: source p.96]]
(* ALL HIS PRECONCEPTIONS STOOD UP IN HIS MIND LIKE SOLDIERS ROUSED FROM BRIEF
SLUMBER ON THE BATTLEFIELD, IN AN INSTANT ALERT, PROBING, RESTLESS. *)
[[Text: source p.109]]
(* WITH ANXIETY FLICKING AND GNAWING AT HIM AT EVERY OTHER INSTANT *) he got dressed.
[[Text: source p.115]]
(* A WILD IDEA BEGAN TO GROW, LIKE THE RAIN-RESTORED PLANTS, IN THE INSPECTOR'S
BRAIN. *)
[[Text: source p.254]]
(* THE THOUGHTS SWAM IN THE INSPECTOR'S HEAD... *)
[[Text: source p.254]]
It's only ten years since the Comedy Store opened, but already there is a (*
NOTE OF WISTFULNESS CREEPING IN FOR THE GOOD OLD DAYS *).
[[Speech: source; <jab 61>]
Inspector Ghote (* SEIZED HIS RUNAWAY TEMPER AND TETHERED IT SHARPLY BACK *) .
[[Text: source p.61]]
(* THERE WAS SOMETHING ELSE TEASING AWAY AT THE BACK OF HIS MIND,*) something else
which he had to deal with
[[Text: source p.177]]
Two images (* JOSTLE IN THE MIND.*)
[[Speech: source]]
{mixed metaphor, w. COGNIZING AS SEEING}
She paused and thought about what she'd just said, about (* THE MESSAGE
LURKING BENEATH THE WORDS.*)
[[Text: source p.240]]
(* Dark blue suit, the pale blue rug---HER MIND STARTED SPLITTING OFF IN SILLY
DIRECTIONS *..)---color combinations, the detective's blue eyes set in a ruddy
face, his red hair standing out against all the blue in the room. He looked as
if he should be sitting in an Irish pub. (..* SHE REINED IN HER THOUGHTS, tried
to focus.*)
[[Text: source p.188]]
She'd (* forgotten *..) about drinking a cup of tea; (..* ANOTHER
THOUGHT HAD MOVED IN. She remembered *) Nicole handing her a business card.
[[Text: source p.186]]
(* HER THOUGHTS FRANTICALLY REACHED FOR SOME INNOCENT ANALOGY.*)
[[Text: source p.166]]
(* Her EMOTIONS WOULDN'T BE BLINKING WARNING LIGHTS AT HER; THEY'D BE SOMEWHERE
ELSE, ON THE NEXT STREET, WAITING FOR HER TO REGAIN HER SIGHT.*)
[[Text: source p.128]]
But (* she couldn't look at the whole image---just jigsaw pieces of it. She saw
their mouths, hungry and afraid,*) but then (* HER THOUGHTS PANICKED AND RAN
AWAY.*)
[[Text: source p.128]]
[The telephone] becomes a lifeline. People with a stomach full of sleeping
pills and (* DOUBTS TIPTOEING IN *) reach for it before they die.
[[Text: source p.111]]
{NESTED within an internal monologue}
(* ONE BRIEF THOUGHT SNUCK THROUGH SARA'S SADNESS AND FEAR AND STUNG
HER *) as she hung up the phone. She (* wondered *) if Allison would be
sleeping on Sara's side of the bed that night.
[[Text: source p.86]]
At nine-thirty, ... Sara wondered if she had imagined
everything. The past twenty-four hours ...[dots in orig] maybe (* SHE'D BEEN
KIDNAPPED BY A VERY LONG HALLUCINATION.*)
[[Text: source p.84]]
`Just (* COMMON SENSE, WHICH SEEMS TO BE ELUDING *) you. ...'
[[Text: source p.68]]
(* THINGS SEEMED TO BRING IT [a memory] TO LIFE *) ...
[[Text: source p.62]]
Her voice was slimy, like a dying worm, (* BUT IT CLUNG TO THE MIND OF ANY WHO
HEARD IT, SUFFOCATING ANY THOUGHT OF LOVE OR LIGHT OR COLOUR THAT MIGHT ALREADY
BE THERE AND ABORTING ANY ABOUT TO BE BORN.*) Rune, however, wallowed in its
sound.
[[Text: source p.459]]
(* FROM THE LIGHT-FILLED RECESSES OF HIS SOUL, WHERE THE CHERISHED THINGS OF
THE HEART LIE STILL AND WAITING, THERE CAME A MEMORY OF THE Stone.*)
[[Text: source p.288]]
But when a mole loses such fear, (* THE FREEDOM HE FINDS MAY SERVE ONLY TO MAKE
HIM PREY TO THE DARKER, MORE PERILOUS FEARS THAT LURK BEYOND ALL MOLES' BODIES
AND INHABIT THEIR MINDS.*)
[[Text: source p.200]]
She made an effort (* TO GET RID OF THIS [NOTION] *), but it (* YIELDED *) only a very
little, and remained (* LURKING *) nearby.
[[Text:
source p.41-42]]
(* THOUGHTS AT PEACE: COULD THOUGHTS EVER BE AT PEACE AGAIN?*)
[[Text: source p.584]]
He walked to and fro across the little room, and it was as if (* THE DARK
BIRD-THOUGHTS WHICH HAD BEEN TEARING ROUND AND ROUND LIKE SWIFTS HAD BEGUN TO
SETTLE QUIETLY ON THE FURNITURE AND REGARD HIM WITH THEIR BRIGHT EYES.*)
[[Text: source p.581]]
Jean allowed all sorts of (* ORDINARY HAPPY THOUGHTS,*..) which she had
carefully and dutifully inhibited, (..* TO COME OUT OF THEIR SECLUSION AND
THRONG GAILY IN HER HEAD.*)
[[Text: source p.349]]
(* SHADOWS OF DOUBT, FEAR AND NEGATIVITY CRAWL THROUGH THE NOOKS AND CRANNIES
OF OUR CONSCIOUSNESS.*) With thoughts of self-defeat, (* LOW SELF-ESTEEM DROPS
ITS UGLY HEAD HOLDING ONE BACK FROM *) the potential that lies only inches
away.
... (* alcohol can open the dark gates of the unconscious and through this
orifice there flooded upon Lily ... A PHANTOM HOST OF MEMORIES OF HER CATHOLIC
MOTHER,*) ...
[[Text: source p.203]]
She entertained for a second only (* THE TRADITIONAL THOUGHT, WHICH LIVED
BETWEEN THEM LIKE A FOLK IDEA, THAT *) ...
[[Text: source p.107]]
(..* INTRUDED this silent staring threat. For it did seem to stare at
him, it did seem almost a living thing, which ENTERED HIS CONSCIOUSNESS when
least welcome and stood there, arms folded, exercising its menace.*)
[[Text: source p.156]]
(* THE THOUGHT CAME UNBIDDEN AND MOST UNWELCOME, she was all right without me,
... *)
[[Text: source]]
{mixed metaphor, w. IDEAS AS INTERNAL UTTERANCES}
Philip, momentarily, had a strange (* FEELING THAT CAME QUITE UNBIDDEN.*)
... (* THIS UNWELCOME REFLECTION FLED *) as fast as it had come [because ...].
[[Text: source]]
{discourse coherence}
... the niggling (* CONCERN WHICH NOW WORMED BACK INTO HIS MIND:*) how could he
broach the subject of getting her to change the sheets?
[[Text: source]]
{NB: parallel mixing of with IDEAS AS INTERNAL UTTERANCES?}
... Ellis and Harper catalogue common irrational (* THOUGHTS THAT CREEP INTO OUR
MINDS *) and create disasters.
[[Text: source]]
My mother was sick. (* SHE KNEW THINGS BUT THEY WERE MIXED UP IN HER, LIKE BEES
OR PLASTER LETTERS OF AN ALPHABET STREWN IN DRAWERS.*)
[[Text: source]]
`But what were the effects? Were there many converts?'
[NP] `(* WE PLANTED A SEED; AN IDEA. WHERE IT FELL ON FERTILE SOIL, IT WILL HAVE
GROWN.*) ...'
[[Text: source]]
But I believe I could welcome the thought of such approaching danger, could I
but (* CONQUER MY DOUBT.*) This is my (* MOST PRESSING FEAR *)---that doubt
about the first origin of my dream.
[[Text: source]]
For a moment I was tempted to laugh with her [Joanna], and dismiss the
thing as a fantasy. But a couple of incidents with Martha (* REARED UP SO
STRONGLY IN MY MEMORY.*)
[[Text: source]]
They believe the world will end --- very soon. This was always Brothers'
belief --- and indeed my father's. Ironically enough, that terrible thought (*
COMES TO ME NOW AS A SAFE OLD FRIEND.*) My father's beliefs are still part
of me, not as spiritual equipment but as the solid bricks of
childhood experience.
[[Text: source]]
my (* IDEAS HAVE NO PREVISION *) of the whole of [my plan]
[[Text: source]]
(Recall that according to the Platonic viewpoint, mathematical ideas have an
[external] existence of their own, and (* INHABIT AN IDEAL PLATONIC WORLD,*)
...
[[Text: source p.428]]
With Jupiter in Sagittarius for the next year, don't let anything harm you.
(* SHOULD A BAD THOUGHT EVEN DARE TO ARISE,*) ignore it. If you've been buried
inside a black hole, climb out into the light.
[[Text: source]]
The limited concessions he already has pried out of Israel and the Arabs (*
SUSTAIN HOPE *) that he can put the peace process on track.
[[Text: source]]
... in what an Arab diplomat called "nearly a (* DEATH BLOW *...)" to
American (...* PLANS *) for a post-war gulf security arrangement ...
[[Text: source]]
Of course with so much of (* THE PENT-UP DEMAND FOR REFORM THWARTED *) this
year, 1992 could be the year when a real outsider storms up the barricades.
[[Text: source]]
The British-educated king says he is trying to explain each
side to the other --- "fighting," as he puts it, "(* TO KEEP HOPE ALIVE.*)"
[[Text: source]]
The day the air war began and Saddam lost control of the
skies, he thought with relief, "We've got them."
The (* CONVICTION SPRANG *) from Schwarzkopf's (* certainty *) that Saddam
could no longer escape, not from his love for rival services.
[[Text: source]]
Many PARENTS (* WRESTLE WITH GUILT *) when they leave a young child in
someone else's care.
[[Text: source]]
{NB: most of passage is in upper case in the file}
The limited edition 1990 Happy Holidays Barbie doll. A gift that will
make (* THIS HOLIDAY SEASON LIVE FOREVER IN YOUR CHILD'S MEMORY.*)
[[Text: source]]
{NB: most of passage is in upper case in the file}
The (* ideals *) propounded in the film are (* THE ENEMY OF SELFISHNESS *)
and an antidote to cynicism.
[[Text: source]]
{NB: most of passage is in upper case in the file}
a body moves in empty space by its own momentum as when
(* OUR THOUGHTS WANDER AT THEIR OWN SWEET WILL *)
[[Text: source]]
{``long-span activities'' are described as ``yoking'', ``encouraging'' and ``steering'' ``short-span activities''.}
[[Text: source]]
Admiration is the daughter of ignorance
[[Text: source]]
So she (* ENTOMBS ALL NEGATIVE THOUGHTS *) and deludes herself into believing
her existence is everything she wants it to be.
[[Text: source]]
In many cases, (* self-destructive patterns *...) engendered by denial can
actually prove tougher to face than (...* THE PROBLEMS THAT SPAWNED THEM.*)
[[Text: source]]
... Their life has deteriorated to such an extent that they're forced to
examine why or they feel secure enough to (* EXORCISE THE GHOSTS.*)
[[Text: source]]
Once the problem has been acknowledged, keeping a log of any related thoughts
or behavior can be an effective way to ensure that (* DENIAL DOESN'T CREEP BACK
IN *). Snapping one's wrist with a large rubber band when undesirable (*
NOTIONS COME TO MIND *) can help (* RECHANNEL THINKING.*)
[[Text: source]]