A gray rainy spring day… I do not remember turning off the alarm on the bedside radio, but who else could have managed? Thus, I rose one hour later than is my custom. How much of my life amounts to actions of which I have no memory? I am surprised by effects which seem…
There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head….
Through morality the individual is instructed to be a function of the herd and only to attribute value to himself as a function. Freedom assumes, if not the individual, at least life is not necessary as a value. It assumes therefore that one place one’s life at stake (it is not necessary) at the…
Today, is the first day of spring. I am ready for change to a season of transformation. Soon with gradually warming days grass will become green and tiny buds will appear on the trees. Green buttercup stalks are already emerging, piercing the brown and gray of the leaf strewn flower beds. The Tina Turner…
Sunday, is warmer, more agreeable than was Saturday. The plans for today include adventuring into Chicago for a performance of The Tina Turner Musical at the Nederlander Theater. Tina Turner was a “force of Nature,” survivor of an physically destructive relationship with Ike, her husband- manager. She survived fame as well, with 11 Grammy…
A being is a closed pathway. This engages in that direction. Each being is suspended over the infinite possibility that it had of not being. It perceives an ensemble of possibilities not occurring as possibilities for existence other than it. –excerpt On Nietzsche, Notes by Georges Bataille p. 319 This particular combination that I…
Conversed with two friends this morning long enough to finish my first cup of Starbucks dark roast, with two splendas and creme… I asked about sites in the area — of ruins, abandoned factories, or such structures which have fallen into disuse, decrepitude from their heyday. I received several good leads. Apparently there is…
Today I am at loss about writing. War in Ukraine never leaves my mind. News reports seem rife with speculation. The “news” is a business which means that words are offered profusely, photos recycled in order to collect the paycheck. Stimulating pics and speculation about the future. Perhaps all of that is a distraction. …
Sunlight washes the intersection of State and 3rd today in Geneva. There’s a good vibe inside Starbucks. The coffee is hot, the flavor bracing, an acquired taste… Last night I participated in a discussion on “art”, the state-of-art at the end of the 20th century. At least that is when the essay by Jean…
What kind of immanence or transcendencedo lovers attainthat lacerates themwhile uniting them? MORAL VALUE IS THE OBJECT OF DESIRE. On this topic I am speaking of “undefined existence”Desire is sometimes for a defined object, sometimes…Opposition God, beloved (transcendent, defined)to nothingness, feminine nakedness… –excerpt On Nietzsche, Notes by Georges Bataille, p. 307 Decided to “sleep…
