From our 'A Question of Meaning' TV show, in which we had spontaneous discussions |
Arthur and I talked to each
other about almost everything. Conversation was a huge part of our relationship. When I think of the things I miss now that he is gone,
conversation looms large.
Conversation was how we worked
out problems in our relationship, how we developed our philosophy, how we
understood other people and what was happening in the world.
Just recently I thought, “I’m
stupider without Arthur to bounce ideas off. He would often show me something I
missed. Together we’d see a larger picture than either of us could see alone.”
Plus I’m always encountering
things I want to tell Arthur about. Back on March 21 I wrote, “The hardest part
about you being gone, Arthur, is there are so many things I want to talk with
you about, they’re piling up. That’s why I already have 80 pages in this grief
journal, this is the only way I have to keep talking with you.”
Just recently I saw a reference
to a John Lennon quote. (I saw this online and can’t get the source of this
quote, unfortunately):
John Lennon once told a story about his early education. He said, “When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up. I wrote down ‘happy.’ They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.” For his teachers, what he wanted to be had to reflect what he would do that would benefit society. His happiness was a nonsensical answer to them.
Arthur would have absolutely
loved that. His (Arthur’s) whole life was a rejection of those teachers’
attitude and an embrace of Lennon’s.
As another example, Arthur and
I wrote a story a few years ago called The People vs God, as a vehicle for our
Game of God theology. The story was set in the future when the technology of
instant translation was perfected so there would no longer be misunderstandings
based on language. Just today I read in an article that Skype has introduced
simultaneous translation in English, French, German, Italian, Mandarin and
Spanish. Oh how I wish I could tell Arthur…
Note: If you'd like to hear how Arthur and I conversed with each other, check out this A Question of Meaning show. Fast forward past the song (unless you want to listen!) and start about 4:30 in.
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