Stroke of luck and continuing frustration

Today I got into our discussion board and read some of the posts before I began getting the usual response of gateway error, server response unauthenticated etc. I am a bit frustrated because I'm unable to post either on the discussion board or on the ppseblog although I tried following Tara's directions. Guess tech has its flip side.


I want to play this by the rules of the game so I am going to stick to the 2000 word limit.

My essay starts like this.
First paragraph.

Horace's dictum that poetry should delight and instruct is where this tesseract would like to start drawing its lines from. If the word 'poetry' is replaced by the word' education', nothing would be lost. Education has to delight and instruction that comes through delight stays with the instructor and the instructed. Delight is one of the root meanings of the word Eden. In the evenings, an unlikely time for 'classes' to be held , the Maker (Vates/Poet) "came down" to have fellowship with mankind in the garden, an unlikely place for 'teaching', and asked him/her/them to give names to all the animals and spent instructive hours that were a delight/Paradise to the participants. Life can be paradise when it is a constant process of education where delight and instruction revolve around each other and are one in a constant harmony that forms a circle whereby instruction is passed on through delight and the delight its mastery gives leads to the desire for more instruction, till gradually the mediator of instruction recedes into the background so that the receptacle can become the new mediator in his/her turn. The father gives way to the son, the mother makes way for the daughter and the teacher gives pride of place to the student . The whole family of mankind yields to the next generation.