träum und trauma

Once in the wintertime when the snow was very deep, a poor girl had to go out and fetch wood on a sled. After she had gathered it together and loaded it, she did not want to go straight home, because she was so frozen, but instead to make a fire and warm herself a little first. So she scraped the snow away, and while she was thus clearing the ground she found a small golden key. Now she believed that where there was a key, there must also be a lock, so she dug in the ground and found a little iron chest. "If only the key fits!" she thought. "Certainly there are valuable things in the chest." She looked, but there was no keyhole. Finally she found one, but so small that it could scarcely be seen. She tried the key, and fortunately it fitted. Then she turned it once, and now we must wait until she has finished unlocking it and has opened the lid. Then we shall find out what kind of wonderful things there were in the little chest.

creactivity

eversion

mappings

p://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catachresis
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metalepsis
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metonymy
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metaphor
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conceptual_metaphor

minimaximum improvisions / temporary area

The Laius Complex/ the authoritarian Father

The son unborn mars beauty; born he brings pain, divides attention, increases care… His growth is his father's decline, his youth his father's envy.
JAMES JOYCE, Ulysses

Son of a gun/ the problem of questionable parentage_authority /authenticity

It is claimed that in British naval slang this term refers to a child of questionable parentage conceived on the gun deck, hence 'son of a gun'. However, the term possibly predates this claimed origin, and Snopes.com lists it as being part of the English lexicon since at least 1708.[1] It is sometimes claimed that the saying has its origin in the supposed practice of women travelling on board ship and giving birth on a sectioned off portion of the gun deck. For instance, Admiral William Henry Smyth wrote in his 1867 book, the Sailor's Word-book:[2] Son of a gun, an epithet conveying contempt in a slight degree, and originally applied to boys born afloat, when women were permitted to accompany their husbands to sea; one admiral declared he literally was thus cradled, under the breast of a gun-carriage. However, Snopes.com dispels this and similar origins with well-reasoned arguments.
[wiki]

overcoming expressive limitations_ { X, -O} beyond explosions

"It should be emphasized that paraconsistent logics are propositionally weaker than classical logic; that is, they deem fewer propositional inferences valid. The point is that a paraconsistent logic can never be a propositional extension of classical logic, that is, propositionally validate everything that classical logic does. In that sense, then, paraconsistent logic is more conservative or cautious than classical logic. It is due to such conservativeness that paraconsistent languages can be more expressive than their classical counterparts including the hierarchy of metalanguages due to Tarski et al. According to Feferman [1984]: “…natural language abounds with directly or indirectly self-referential yet apparently harmless expressions—all of which are excluded from the Tarskian framework.” This expressive limitation can be overcome in paraconsistent logic.

The primary motivation for paraconsistent logic is the conviction that it ought to be possible to reason with inconsistent information in a controlled and discriminating way. The principle of explosion precludes this, and so must be abandoned. In non-paraconsistent logics, there is only one inconsistent theory: the trivial theory that has every sentence as a theorem. Paraconsistent logic makes it possible to distinguish between inconsistent theories and to reason with them. Sometimes it is possible to revise a theory to make it consistent. In other cases (e.g., large software systems) it is currently impossible to attain consistency." [wiki]

κρυφτούλι

cloning clowns

vanitas

http://www.jakeanddinoschapman.com

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μου, είν' επιφάνεια
στο φως είναι που συμμετέχουμε,
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvC1ijiyv1c&feature=PlayList&p=3A2A7F3EBE9C5211&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=3

Second Happy Time

Operation Paukenschlag