Perhaps in tune with a larger harmony?

That would be to harmonize with disharmony -- better to create a new harmony.

3. Fitting responses (e.g., being pleased by the good, responding skillfully to circumstances)
4. Creating new resonances (e.g., play, daydreaming, art)

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It’s a useless posit of a fake difference, a pseudo-distinction required when the representationalists’ simplistic theory crashes against our unsimple world. [3/3]

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representational contents (e.g., there are 4 beers in the fridge) and "tacit" beliefs swiftly derivable from the core (e.g., there are fewer than 17 beers in the fridge). But trying to develop the distinction literally and seriously generates troubles and puzzles. [2/3]

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in non-simulation cases is open for discussion.
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humorist (and underappreciated philosopher of life) Erma Bombeck.

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small lunch table afterward he doubled down on racism. I can't recall his specific words, but I remember being shocked, even just as an ordinary high schooler who hadn't thought much about race relations.
I met several other famous people on that trip. By far my favorite was 2/3

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want to change without changing, to move along without moving, never to age. Memory is insufficient, a tease, horribly semisweet -- itself fading, dying, the resonances of a bell that will not be struck again.

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Daoism teaches that the world is processes that rise and fade, turn a few circles and depart, that growing is always also losing, living is the reanimation of mounds of substance many times dead before -- but I can't see it that way. I dwell in a world of things and people, who I paradoxically 4/5

and plumbers' phone numbers in lopsided handwriting -- calendars I'd grabbed after he died ten years ago, desperate to save a piece of him, though I still can't bear to look at them. I need to hold shreds of what he'd left, but now those shreds only remind me of their inadequacy.
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and shelved in the garage -- and their bicycles from when they were ten, and their high school trophies. And our high school trophies, and Pauline's diaries from middle school in the 1970s, and appointment calendars of my father's from the 1980s with haircuts and meetings with his students 2/5

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