tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post4040492737128874355..comments2008-08-03T19:16:33.489-06:00Comments on In Palinode's Palace: there must be a great word in german to sum up thi...palinodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01029915232895358768noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-28850667159743353572008-08-03T19:16:00.000-06:002008-08-03T19:16:00.000-06:00I remember the die-in-your-dreams-and-you'll-reall...I remember the die-in-your-dreams-and-you'll-really-die thing, but I didn't realize until now that they cribbed it for the Matrix. <BR/><BR/>I always had the waking-up-the-split-second-before type of death dreams, which, incidentally, made that twilight zone episode in which the guy tells everyone he is dreaming the world and then he gets the electric chair and wakes up -- remember that one? -- made it reassuring rather than frightening. Reading Descartes, on the other hand, still scares me. <BR/><BR/>But anyway, I really just wanted to suggest a great German word, <I>frühstücken</I>, which is a verb meaning 'to breakfast'. I'm not sure how it applies, but it's my second favourite verb in any language, after <I>berkumis</I>, which is Indonesian for 'to have a moustache'.Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10136073929323360035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-91432897042593847292008-07-30T13:18:00.000-06:002008-07-30T13:18:00.000-06:00I died in a dream once. An ex boyfriend shot me in...I died in a dream once. An ex boyfriend shot me in the back of the head three times. I fell face down on the carpeting and remember feeling no pain or fear, just confusion. Then my spirit rose up out of my body and went over to him, told him I forgave him and begged him to tell my dad that I love him. Freaky dream to the max. When I woke up, I cried for two hours. Never forget every detail of that one.maarmiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07208449053550101175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-80616592141206444112008-07-26T05:17:00.000-06:002008-07-26T05:17:00.000-06:00Oh, and I wish I knew the German word because you ...Oh, and I wish I knew the German word because you are right, there is one. <BR/><BR/>For now you can just call it 'die todd.'Ozmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02975578823318395358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-3656360011066299612008-07-26T05:15:00.000-06:002008-07-26T05:15:00.000-06:00I think I remember this! I only had the falling in...I think I remember this! I only had the falling in your sleep version. How do these kid memes spread? Is there some kind of anthropological study on that?<BR/><BR/>Great story about the Flintstones. I'm pretty sure they gave me certain misconceptions about marriage but none about death. I think I was trying to learn as much as I could about adult life from watching "Gilligan's Island." The results aren't pretty.ozmawww.ozma.blogs.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-26121192428321325802008-07-22T21:22:00.000-06:002008-07-22T21:22:00.000-06:00I've never died in my dreams yet. I've once nearly...I've never died in my dreams yet. I've once nearly been suffocated by a big cackling balloon, but even then it burst before my death.Ferozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07017891182268562784noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-71631424691030397862008-07-22T20:26:00.000-06:002008-07-22T20:26:00.000-06:00From my point of view, the word in question is alm...From my point of view, the word in question is almost certainly 'schadenfreude'.You can call me, 'Sir'http://etceterablah.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-24163384134779636392008-07-22T17:20:00.000-06:002008-07-22T17:20:00.000-06:00Aha! I knew there was a good reason I wasn't allow...Aha! I knew there was a good reason I wasn't allowed to watch the Flintstones when I was little. Look at all the pain and existential angst my mom saved me.Nathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06209017684666839909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-43940834793249251412008-07-22T09:02:00.000-06:002008-07-22T09:02:00.000-06:00Wait a second. You get a loaner. But are you still...Wait a second. You get a loaner. But are you still in this realm? I mean, are a lot of the people that bump into me in crowded places like grocery stores just loeaners waiting for their second kills? Does your second self have a mission or anything? You need to clear this shit up.Black Hockey Jesushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08466593271512886307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-53858510409193069402008-07-21T16:29:00.000-06:002008-07-21T16:29:00.000-06:00I"m no shrink, but I'm told it's not very common t...I"m no shrink, but I'm told it's not very common to dream about your own death. I never have.<BR/><BR/>Second comment: Re the Flintstones, I recently heard an NPR (similar to CBC) radio program about the fact that many people carry from childhood some misconceptions that never get explicitly denied until some epiphanic (and usually embarrassing) moment in adulthood. One women told of being at a party at which everyone started listing horned animals and she listed a unicorn. Everyone laughed. She didn't understand. Then she was told they didn't exist.Cecilieauxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05283375962527765787noreply@blogger.com