Sentences with phrase «kind of magical thinking»

It is this kind of magical thinking, seen previously in Volvo's beeping helmet and other techno - fixes, where beeping half - baked electronic solutions are offered instead of what we really need — driver education and safe infrastructure.

Not exact matches

We are continuing to have this insane debate because we continue to beat our heads against the wall hoping that some kind of magical solution that no other country in the world has ever thought of will drop down out of the sky that allows us to keep the for - profit model and still deliver care to all.

Nightwyn's dead right, it's magical thinking of the most childish kind.

My point stands that your belief that Priests have some kind of voo doo magical ability to change unleavened bread into Jesus is no less moronic than you thinking as an atheist he is concerned with wither the transubstantiation «counted» for his popsicles.

I think we misstate the blood of Jesus when we try to make it into some kind if magical incantation (i.e. pleading the blood).

It's reasonable to think that we can actually do this; that if we use our technological resources wisely, we really can manage to head off the worst kinds of problems that could be associated with global warming; but it's not going to be a matter of just one magical technology.

Our Super Proteins are created close to where CS Lewis created the magical world of Narnia and we hope a little of his magical thinking has rubbed off on us as we draw upon our imagination to create these special one - of - a kind Super Proteins.

This is a movie that's both magical and practical, challenging viewers to think about what kind of stories they prefer, and why.

But all we get here is the most blithe and moronic kind of «let's put on a show» magical thinking, in which ripping up the union contract and wresting control of the school from the bureaucrats becomes an end in itself, and what happens later is shrouded in the mists of an imaginary libertarian paradise.

I think the fact the Colson Whitehead used magical realism to describe his version of the Underground Railroad is a clear signal that we need to not take this as history but look for other kinds of truths in it.

«I think that many people in that group were interested in this kind of magical moment, when you experience the illusion of space but something immecliately snaps you back to the flat plane, and there's kind of a freefall in between those two experiences,» she told Eichholtz during her talk.

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

There is something gloriously self - referential about playing the straw man card in a post in which you, for no apparent reason, explicitly re-interpret «quite conceivable» to mean «kind of likely», then call it «magical thinking», quote a psych text in case we don't know what magical thinking is and dismiss it out of hand.

But anyone who thinks that fixed fees are some kind of magical solution to long - term lawyer - client relationships is, to put it bluntly, full of sh **.

When we think of «good parenting skills», we often expect there is some kind of magical formula involved.