Universe has its limits, human stupidity not...

Universe has its limits, human stupidity not...

When I in a previous comment (My personal imagination and biologic experiments.) said that I read Arts Reflections as hell reads the Bible (in order to express my experience with alternative, natural treatments) I could never have dreamt of it being interpreted as  I was swearing in the Church and being a potential danger to the orthodox part of the congregation.

My respect for the Primal Therapy and my belief in the principles of the Biology of Love has over 40 years eventually turned my epileptic suffering into a personal success story.  I honestly cannot see my experiments with natural methods, as more remarkable than the experiments and changes that the Primal Therapy treatments have undergone in 40 years to become more predictable and safe.

To supplement natural / evolutionary principles (= PT) with other natural principles like healthy living (diets) and physical integration (Rolfing) has in all respects been natural for me and the result has always talked to my benefit. I am also convinced that Art is in favor of Ida Rolf’s principles which, like PT are based on our basic need for love, to be touched, to be seen, to be acknowledged and to be allowed to realize ourselves. However, Art is aware of the dangers of the dynamic effects of uncoordinated deep tissue massage to achieve structural integration. Lack of access to coordinated application discourages him. He advises against Rolfing in general because it might activate repressed, hard to control, repressed pain in various brain regions, which I can understand. He has though never tried to stop me from being Rolfed or from telling my story.

Richard compares my tests (with healthy principles!!!) with experiences of his family members using drugs and alcohol and he asks Art to forbid my “advertisement of virtues of random experimentation”. Not even as a joke, I had thought that my articles about my positive tests with Primal Therapy (having given me, a healthier, longer and different life) would lead to written warnings being issued that I am a danger to skim-readers. The practice of making accusations of “disloyalty, subversions, or treason without proper regard for evidence” has occurred before (like, for example, McCarthyism and the Dreyfuss affair). They often start out as a feather that becomes hens... 

Albert Einstein was right when he said he had doubted whether the human stupidity had limits. He felt safer regarding the limitation of the universe.

Jan Johnsson  

Joy turned into disappointment. A memory with several bottoms.

Joy turned into disappointment. A memory with several bottoms.

I went shopping yesterday and had many reasons to feel good; my fastening going well, an old relationship developing very well and enjoying reading “The Hare With Amber Eyes” etc.. The female clerk at the bread department of my food store offered willingly to bake the bread (missing in the shelves) that my daughter asked me to buy. I felt overwhelmed by the service and friendliness; however, I was not able to show my appreciation but answered in (what I felt) a somewhat harsh manner. For a short moment immediately afterwards I felt an almost manic joy which within a minute turned into a hallucinatory feeling that I was not allowed to feel that joy, and I was confused. I then had a flashback of a memory, when I was 8 years old.

It was a Sunday just before lunch during the summer of 1949, and I walked through the park where I grew up. I was about to meet my aunt and uncle who would come to visit. Since my uncle was my favorite and a man who always spread joy around him, I was in a good mood. When I went halfway across the park, I see a couple coming towards me, and I start jubilant running towards them to great them. When I am a few yards from them I discover that it is not my uncle and aunt, but a completely foreign couple. I am extremely / painfully disappointed and sad, which I apparently show in the most striking way to the stranger who noticed my sudden change of heart, takes out his purse and gives me some money. This experience of disappointment has been repressed a whole life and has caused that I have never dared to show spontaneous joy, but has always been on my guard against any disappointments... Which goes all the way back to my traumatic birth when I was not allowed to get out in a proper manner.

Jan Johnsson

To make sense out of diet, feelings and dreams.

To make sense out of diet, feelings and dreams.

A French “bœuf” (cooked on scraped lean beef and fried in butter) with a glass of vintage red wine is a pleasure that I occasionally allow myself. It is a culinary pleasure that is hard to match. It is a precious enjoyment, and therefore, I have a slightly easier option that I enjoy just as much. It is potato pancakes (cooked on grated potatoes mixed with eggs fried in olive oil) with a large glass of potato decoction (the water that remains after cooking 1 kg potatoes and assorted onion varieties in three liters of water). The latter option is enjoyable, inexpensive and healthy, and restores the body’s acid-base balance. As fasting food, for a week, to detoxify the liver and kidneys and get the body to regain flexibility, mobility and achieve ideal weight, it is difficult to surpass. 

It is not hard to figure out that the detoxification the body is subjected to during the week leads to physical pleasure. A slightly more difficult, but no less important, effect achieved is mental. When toxins and deposits of nutrients and stimulants are cleared out, so we eliminate also defenses to repressed feelings, which are let loose. You can then use the principles of Primal Therapy and feel / relive the cause of the anxiety-provoking repressed pain and coordinate / clear the connexion between the different brain regions.

There are as many varieties of repressed feelings / pains as there are people with different experiences / traumas; own and shared. During a fasting week, I had a dream about a woman with whom, after 53 years, I have reestablished contact. The attached letter is an example of the importance of allowing the creative imagination to be the beacon in a curative ensemble of therapies:

“Hi Eva,

Since you are initiated into my somewhat special inner world, I dare to tell you about a dream I had last night. The dream took place in a large apartment somewhere, I do not know where. There were three people at the apartment: you, me and my daughter. The time involved at least 50 years, at the same time! The atmosphere was somewhat apprehensive but all in all, pleasant - far from my old nightmares in which I often lost orientation and became fearful that time would run out, and that I would not meet my deadline.

It was night and day at the same time. It was bright as the day, but we would sleep. The environment was highly stylish and beautiful, and I was half-asleep in a very high bed. Suddenly, out of nowhere, you enter the room, dressed in an elegant white cotton nightgown. You climb up to me in my high bed looking very pretty - a romantic 18-20-year-old woman. You are acting like you would seduce me but in a restrained way. I am excited and tempted to you. My daughter is nearby, and none of us dare to let loose. I just want to enjoy your small-firm tits and I tell you how beautiful they are.

Then I wake up suddenly and find myself in my birth process, 72 years back, and I am painfully dehydrated in my mouth and throat and my body stiff and numb - just like I experienced one morning when I was 18-19 before I developed epilepsy. My condition may sound scary - as it was 53 and 72 years ago - but now it was a relief to get to relive this traumatic sequence of my birth.

One interpretation of the dream is that it confirms my old impression of being respectfully fascinated by you, and I certainly would have liked to seduce you if only you had dared / been able to take the initiative... However, now it was not the case. Our different inhibitions holding us back.

Love Jan”

In the past, I wanted more imagination to practically grasp Science’s statistically observed symptoms of varying kinds to be able to find a cure rather than further repress what is behind the symptoms, as is common in for example cognitive therapy. My story is a small contribution to how the creative imagination can achieve meaningful improvements with the help of primal principles, diet, emotions and dreams.

Jan Johnsson

PS

Eva's adorable reaction to my letter further strengthened me in my belief that my imagination get repressed emotions of all kinds to bubble up ...

My personal imagination and biologic experiments.

My personal imagination and biologic experiments.

Sometimes I read Art’s Reflections as hell read the Bible in order to get the opportunity to express my alternative views which the article has evoked. So when I read about how psychedelics allow lower level imprints to rise unabated into the thinking area and cause an inundation and flooding I am able to see similarities with what happens to my imprints when I go through a few days of fasting. With fastening and retrieval of accumulated toxic poison, there is a retrieval of memory, which normally happens stepwise so that the top level can integrate it, and I can feel the deepest parts of my repressed pain.

I have during a 40-year contact with Art and PT conducted my own “clinical” experiments on myself. I learned early (without understanding the casual links between the brain regions) that drugs of all kinds opened the gates to my repressed birth trauma and epilepsy of various types were the result. Carbamazepine (Tegretol) created a very effective chemical lobotomy, which held off grand mal seizures. My freedom of attacks I had to pay with anxiety, suicide attacks alternated with unrestrained work efforts /workaholism. 

For many years, I have tested and worked with therapies in physical therapy (structural integration) and nutrition (among other things fastening). In the mid 90’s I was treated by a homeopath with alternative medicine based on the doctrine that “like cures like”, according to which “a substance that causes the symptoms of a disease in healthy people will cure that disease in sick people!” Even if homeopathy within the medical community is generally considered quackery, I have had sensational experiences, which gave me the courage to go for full-on Primal Therapy. By pure coincidence, I discovered that Rolfing served as a gate opener and supported my efforts together with Primal Therapy to get in behind my Carbamazepine defense. That was how my demystification om my epilepsy started.

My experience of combining Rolfing and fasting with Primal Therapy has for 30 years led to stimulating success. This has partly been a journey into the unknown which I had to implement alone. The support has been limited to the respective therapy specialities without a guided coordination. It was not without risks to eliminate the organism’s own defenses against the pain that my birth trauma developed. By constantly vary my experiments, I learned to manage the dosage of my efforts so that I gradually became more confident about the outcome. The result being 72-years young and feel better than ever, both physically (excellent vital signs) as mentally speak for itself.

Jan Johnsson

Comments:

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Arthur JanovNovember 12, 2012 10:46 AM
Jan: It's great that you are feeling so good. That is all I ask. art

Richard AtkinNovember 12, 2012 3:32 PM
Art, if you believe Rolfing is dangerous and counterproductive you shouldn't allow it to be advertised in this website. Jan could be a dangerous inspiration to many skim-readers.

I feel a responsibility to advise people against random experimentation unless the only alternative is death. My cousin Marion believes in her own subjective interpretation of reality. She still believes the drugs and alcohol are working despite her destroyed social life, constant shaking and complaints of feeling depressed and wanting to die. Her interpretation of reality has become unreliable; she cannot rely on herself, and she won't accept real help. She didn't suffer from panic attacks before she started taking recreational drugs on a regular basis. One could blame her pain instead of the drugs, but the fact remains; she WAS "coping" before she met her drug-addicted boyfriend. She used to smile and laugh and had lots of motivation to do fun things without drugs. She can't remember her old self. She was always attracted to drugs but she didn't NEED them all the time. I accept Art's theory that serotonin levels can deplete over time. That might have increased her dependency on drugs. But let's not advertise the virtues of random experimentation.

By the way, I haven't had any signs of Restless Legs Syndrome for several weeks since I stopped working night shifts and started giving compliments to girls, like, "You have a beautiful body" and "I like your voice" and stuff like that (a couple of girls were terrified but most of them feel very flattered). I have discovered a fun neurotic act-out that may have increased my dopamine levels enough to cure my RLS. That is my way of randomly experimenting.

Marion's friend became very interested in 'Rebirthing' after the two of them talked about Primal Therapy. All her friend had to do was click on a New Zealand website to read some nice reassuring, authoritative words on the efficacy of Rebirthing. Once again I had to be the boring cop, and put great effort into educating her and challenging her to find the scientific reasoning behind the website's glorious claims. Unlike Marion, she actually did some research and decided against rebirthing. She did the research because she didn't believe she had enough knowledge. Her belief was right. She didn't use drugs to ease and aggravate her pain. She was like me; too intellectual and boring and unfeeling, but she had enough sense to make a wise decision in this instance -- she came to a good compromise. VERY IMPORTANT.

My comment:



Universe has its limits, human stupidity not...


When I in a previous comment (My personal imagination and biologic experiments.) said that I read Arts Reflections as hell reads the Bible (in order to express my experience with alternative, natural treatments) I could never have dreamt of it being interpreted as  I was swearing in the Church and being a potential danger to the orthodox part of the congregation.


My respect for the Primal Therapy and my belief in the principles of the Biology of Love has over 40 years eventually turned my epileptic suffering into a personal success story.  I honestly cannot see my experiments with natural methods, as more remarkable than the experiments and changes that the Primal Therapy treatments have undergone in 40 years to become more predictable and safe.


To supplement natural / evolutionary principles (= PT) with other natural principles like healthy living (diets) and physical integration (Rolfing) has in all respects been natural for me and the result has always talked to my benefit. I am also convinced that Art is in favor of Ida Rolf’s principles which, like PT are based on our basic need for love, to be touched, to be seen, to be acknowledged and to be allowed to realize ourselves. However, Art is aware of the dangers of the dynamic effects of uncoordinated deep tissue massage to achieve structural integration. Lack of access to coordinated application discourages him. He advises against Rolfing in general because it might activate repressed, hard to control, repressed pain in various brain regions, which I can understand. He has though never tried to stop me from being Rolfed or from telling my story.


Richard compares my tests (with healthy principles!!!) with experiences of his family members using drugs and alcohol and he asks Art to forbid my “advertisement of virtues of random experimentation”. Not even as a joke, I had thought that my articles about my positive tests with Primal Therapy (having given me, a healthier, longer and different life) would lead to written warnings being issued that I am a danger to skim-readers. The practice of making accusations of “disloyalty, subversions, or treason without proper regard for evidence” has occurred before (like, for example, McCarthyism and the Dreyfuss affair). They often start out as a feather that becomes hens... 


Albert Einstein was right when he said he had doubted whether the human stupidity had limits. He felt safer regarding the limitation of the universe.


Jan Johnsson     

It is not only my iMac memory which needs a clean up...

It is not only my iMac memory which needs a clean up...

The book writing neurosurgeon and Art’s well formulated and defined Reflection (Is There Really a Heaven?), of what is happening at various levels in the brain when we at some early stage have been subjected to unbearable pain gave me a lot of reasons to think through and reorganize my memories of a long life in the shadow of pain, anxiety, religion, neurology, psychology and neuroses.

I have earlier in life, during an uncertain imminent threat of neurologic interventions due to my epileptic stigma, tried to convince me / “believe” that surgeons belonged to the group of professionals where accuracy and precision in "hand and mind” dominates. This belief has suffered a blow. Belief often fills an unbearable emptiness, which remains when  knowledge is lacking. 

In the case of the fairy tale writing surgeon, he choose, due to lack of knowledge, to interpret his absurd experiences from his period of illness in religious terms and uses with disguised restriction his professional background / prestige to sell his book to a religiously drug dependent society with the help of a well known (not scientific!) magazine. 

The advantage that my faith in the surgeons got a scratch is that it happens with the help of an insider who reveals what is below the surface even in surgeons...

Jan Johnsson

Near death without hallucinations.

Janov's Reflections  Is There Really a Heaven? 

(Click to access!)

My comments:

Near death without hallucinations.

Your reflection over the hallucinating neurosurgeon, I read with a mixture of great satisfaction but even greater concern. Your crystal clear and pertinent comments about how the different levels of the brain actually work during the surgeon’s “brain death”, and your disclosure of his absurd induced hallucinations of American cultural symbols was a great pleasure to read. I feel big concern that the major part of our Western society is so repressed / naive as to swallow such nonsense, which is basically a mockery of both the modern biogenetic evolution and the > 6 billion global citizens who do not fantasize (have near death-experiences) about young, blue-eyed beauties as their religious cheerleaders.

I first  read your Reflections and the NEWS-article of the neurosurgeon, then copied them and read them again before I fell asleep. After a few hours, I woke up with my head full of thoughts about my 40-year maturity and rehabilitation process. Among other things, I felt the satisfaction of having experienced the effects, in several development stages, to have been epileptic. My epilepsy stood for 20 years as the door to death, and it was thus a significant near-death threat until I through my first primal, which developed out of a potential grand mal seizure, experienced my birth trauma, which was a horrifying struggle for life and death.

During the 20 years when I was ignorant of my birth trauma, my brain / I avoided religious hallucinations as an alternative to numb the pain. However, I often had flashbacks (spontaneous “primals”) to sensations of traumatic character that I had repressed followed by a big relief. A very important event, from a religious point of view, occurred before I was 7 years old, with other words long before I developed epilepsy. During emotional discomfort (I remember it almost like an epileptic aura) I decided not to believe in, or allow me to be influenced by my mother’s religious drivel full of bible quotes. This very early intuitive experience of my mothers godly fantasies, which were like a drug / protection against some kind of repressed pain was important for my search for an earthy explanation of my epilepsy. (By the way, my mothers religiosity changed and loosened considerably after a few strokes between 75/80 years of age. After that she was despite an impaired physical mobility safer and more secure in her opinions.)

Since the epileptic and religious experiences of my life had passed revue early this morning, I felt tense and laid back and felt an internal pressure / pain come up. It was a wordless re-experience of my birth trauma (which probably will return in a more readily perceived form until the original amount repressed birth pain has emptied out). It takes a few hours of wordless pain, tightness, tingling, feeling of anesthesia and suffocation while inimitable bodily movements to and from taking place. The emotions experienced at the beginning, and during much of the process take place in a very small body and at its end the little body fills out my adult body, and the process ends, with a feeling of being more developed and free.

Simple, comfortable and close to life.

Jan Johnsson

PS

It would have been interesting to listen to Dostoevsky’s opinion about our neurosurgeon’s religious hallucinations. I suppose he would have filed it under the label “time shall be no more” as the one with the epileptic Muhammad, who during his epileptic moment “had time during the same second to survey all the dwellings of Allah”...

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Arthur JanovOctober 27, 2012 11:50 AM
Jan: most interesting as always. art

Richard AtkinOctober 28, 2012 3:30 PM
i've been reading about seizures. they can happen in many different parts of the brain. if the burst of electrical 'noise' is happening in only one side of the brain, the person may or may not lose consciousness. but if it happens in both sides - in other words, if the noise spreads across the corpus callosum (the thick bundle of 'wires' that act as a switchboard between the two hemispheres) the result is always unconsciousness.

it seems that the corpus callosum is a critical contributor to consciousness in that it must be functioning smoothly (without any 'noise') in order for it to maintain consciousness. If one side of the brain is completely removed, consciousness is maintained simply because there are no messages passing through the corpus callosum from one side to the other. in this sense, it is operating smoothly. but of course it would not be 100% full consciousness. full consciousness cannot be achieved until ALL brain-parts are contributing towards the overall sensation.

there are many parts of the brain that can be removed as a complete piece so as to avoid any resulting noise. of course it would be better to smooth out a small area of noise rather than remove a huge lobe. how do we do that?

a false belief is similar to a mild seizure; it is a relatively small group of deviated connections. the electrical current must violate all of the surrounding connections which are encouraging the belief to form part of a seamless network. i think it is possible that much of the false belief is truthful - meaning much of it's connections are well integrated and seamless in the right hemisphere and the corpus callosum, but perhaps there is an abrupt deviation in the left hemisphere which needs to be constantly 'maintained' to stop it from being electrochemically integrated with it's surrounding connections. Art describes it as a truthful force coming from the right and lower centers (the parts that develop earlier than the intellect). indeed, from an anatomical point of view, it is likely to be a strong, fast current (not deviated) which is trying to close the circuit at the terminal end.

the brain really is a computer full of closed circuits. the axons are 'wires' that bridge from neuron to neuron, just like a circuit board. those wires are covered with 'plastic insulation' (the fatty myelin sheath) to prevent interference from nearby wires. and the corpus callosum is packed full of wires that span the distance between the two 'computers'.

when a wire on a circuit board is routed incorrectly, it can heat up or fry other parts of the circuit board. can prolonged confusion cause damage to neurons? yes. perhaps regulated unconsciousness (sleep) can give deviated connections a chance to 'cool off'. perhaps this is why epileptics go to sleep immediately after they have had a big seizure.




My comment:
More on close to life.


I have felt and written about my kind of pain / seizures. I have made friends with them over the last 40 years. I am not qualified to discuss epilepsy in technical terms with you; I can only tell you how / why they appeared and how they symbolically changed my life, first when my pain turned into seizures and then when my seizures turned into primals and I eventually, miraculously was cured.


It was a trauma that started when my mother deliberately caused that I was not allowed to have an easy birth. In accordance with her religious belief, she had decided literally to make sure that I was born with pain. This was a process that took 48 hours beyond what was necessary. My mother was physically and mentally strong and endured, which meant that my / our trauma was extremely exhausting. Without having been able to gain insight into the physician's assessment (medical records at the hospital were missing when I asked for them!),  I was turned around late in the process and pulled out ass first, which in turn meant that I was exposed for severe strangulation experiences with the umbilical cord around the neck.


During primals I have, countless times, experienced the wordless pain I experienced, the assault of my head, arms, legs and body. The disastrous feeling and pain were the first times unbearable. The numbing sensation of pain that went on for a few hours meant that large amounts (several dl!) of mucus poured up of my lungs and stomach and through my mouth, nose and eyes.


When the process was most striking, I became dry in the mouth, my tongue turned inwards and fell down in my throat (impossible to imitate) and my body was bent backward in a bow while performing convulsive twitching. My senses were strained to their utmost, and instead of a grand mal seizure, my organism performed an indescribably dramatic attempt to get oxygen that ended in an intense baby cry (deeply from my guts) and I was finally completely relaxed and free and the primal ended.


My breathing has during my primals normally three modes; hyperventilation (automatic breathing controlled by 1st line impulses) at maximum capacity, hyperventilation in an energy-saving mode and a third mode, which meant that I was not breathing at all, which led to a feeling that I give up and am painfully strangled. On and off during the birth process, I feel/felt  anaesthetized, which is probably a result of the doctor / midwife inserting various types of anesthetics, stimulants to get my mother relaxed and speed up the process.


The described birth primal, I have experienced several times since 1980. For every primal  the magnitude of the trauma gradually has subsided due to the repressed pain has decreased, I now understand what it is about and the whole process has become part of a positive curative symphony.


I lived with the immense pressure of my birth trauma for 40 years without understanding that my epilepsy was my symbolic birth trauma. I got Carbamazepine / Tegretol against my epilepsy, which did not prevent that I developed a hyperactive lifestyle. Eventually, I could understand that I developed a life pattern which meant I imitated the birth process in my desperate eagerness symbolically "to be born". Every time I got stuck, in schools, marriages and professions,  I changed radically due to feelings of not being able to breathe or endure (suicidal feelings / seizures of all kinds could then easily develop). I changed so I could start my symbolic struggle; a new place, a new job, a new wife, a new country, a new culture and a new language ....


My seizures could be grand mal, petit mal, hallucinations, etc., and I have enough of experience to fill the majority of the neurologic, standardized, categorization definitions, which I only see as a curiosity because all is about pain from my birth trauma, and no one, NO ONE! neurologist has during 50 years asked me WHY I have epilepsy, while they have been pouring technical definitions over me to fill my ignorance which I now understand that I had in common with the neurologists.


But now I know! Thanks to my curly shrink Arthur Janov!


Jan Johnsson


PS. I was not one of those epileptics who needed sleep after a seizure.


More comments:


Dear Raindog,


I agree with you. Who cares what people believe, and if it quells their pain, fine! But when they start marketing their belief as a "latter day" truth, using their professional, scientific and prestigious Harvard background to catapult their nonsense, then they have spent my compassion...


Jan Johnsson

Wanted! A capacity for imagination!

               Wanted!

                   A capacity for imagination!

On several occasions I have pointed out how my life, gradually, has evolved / changed since I met Art Janov and began to to test and understand how he combined the evolution and the Primal Principals. Since I "luckily" was a psychological ignorant it had to be Arts, as a shrink, unorthodox imagination / vision to grasp my traumatic context / epilepsy, that appealed to my intuition, and that laid the foundation for the search, during decades, for my "hidden demons" / epilepsy.

That way, I eventually connected an entire ensemble of experiences; psychological, neurological, biogenetic and linguistic skills. Along with Arts guidance, Primal Therapy, Rolfing, career counseling, nutrition and physical training this increased my ability to connect "soul mates" between the emotional and the intellectual parts of my brain and my body. I slowly began to realize that what matters is not things, and terms but relations, movements and transformations. The fact that I, along with my "research of my destiny," had succeeded, for 30 years, to support myself as an international change consultant was an important ingredient in the interrelated factors that gave my life at least 20 years additional extension. My trip could, on many occasions, have easily derailed. I had numerous opportunities to go under. My deep set positive imprints, however, kept me on track.

I have for some months read a number of essays, articles and books about the ongoing revolution in genetics and molecular biology. If I had not had my own experience of Primal Therapy and Evolution in Reverse, I'm sure my curiosity would have been a search for precise explanatory mechanisms and codes, which had lead me, along a path of least resistance, toward a reduction of understanding. However an excellent guidance of Steven L. Talbott in his essays in The New Atlantis, have helped me to use my imagination to grasp the context in more Meaningful terms. These are my conclusions after my introduction into genetics and molecular biology:

The epigenetic revolution is working its way into an ever wider audience. From what is being written the conclusion might be that we are gaining new complex understanding how to treat the living organisms as a machine to be tampered. However, the lesson we eventually can draw from the work in modern molecular genetics is that life does not progressively shrink into a code or a module as we investigate its very small dimensions. “Biologists find life staring back at them from their chromatograms, electron micro graphs and gene expression profiles. Things do not become simpler, less organic, less animate.”

The information task deep down is essentially the same as the one higher up. Our understanding becomes easily constricted as we move downward, because the contextual scope and qualitative richness of the survey is utterly narrowed. A capacity for imagination is always required for grasping / envisioning a context in meaningful terms. At the contextual level the basic data are not things, but rather relations, movements, and transformations.

“To see the context is to see a dance not merely the bodies of the individual dancers.”

Jan Johnsson