You are kidding of course? Start over again? Pardon my laughter as I am laughing so hard that it hurts… Are you meaning to say that we Americans have reached a fold point in our history, that our society as it now stands is unsustainable? Do you really think that conditions are in such…
I have been thinking about René Descartes. Descartes made a world changing discovery on November 10, 1619. Descartes was a 17th century mathematician, upper class, university educated and was well-traveled in Europe. Descartes, uneasy with his learning based upon Medieval scholasticism, couldn’t discount nagging doubt triggered by the discoveries of Galileo, by the rise…
Monday promises to be a warm Fall day. I’d like lose myself in Fall. I will carry forward the outside Fall cleanup in the yard. Fall presents much to be done, to prepare the house and surrounding area for the cold months. Work is beneficial to interdict the mind’s inclination to endlessly speculate about…
Should I be a Buddhist? I ask the question from time to time. I have two statues of Buddha within the landscaping of our backyard. I am drawn to the physical statuary: a representation of a life Buddha lived, the Indian Prince who rejected the luxurious life which being well born would have afforded. …
The truths of humanism,the confidence in mankind and all the rest,still possess only the vigor of fictions,only a prosperity of shadows.The West was these truths;it is no more than these fictions, these shadows.as helpless as they,it has not been given to the West to verify them. It drags them along, exposes them,but no longer…
Friday, a beautiful Fall day, with frost and full sunlight. Today is my grand daughter’s 2nd birthday. Watching her grow day to day has been a rare delight. She is the advancing edge of the new world that is born with each generation. And what of that “new world?” Upon her adulthood some twenty…
I saw it! In the blink of an eye I witnessed a “miracle” of language. Seated at the table for the evening meal, my grand daughter was in a fickle mood in relation to the food on her plate. Children are often uncertain about whether to consume the food selections made for them by…
III – We have all had a taste for the West’s disease: Art, Love, Religion, War – We know too much about them all to believe in them now; then too, so many centuries have worn them down… The epoch of the finite in plenitude is past; the substance of poems? Exhausted. — To…
Viewing this photo journalism project reminded me of a tune from 1985, We Are The World. The lyrics are composed by Michael Jackson and Lionel Richie. I recall the 45 person choir of celebrities singing and swaying in unison as they performed the song. I thought the lyric, while well meaning was saccharine sweet,…
The sun rose this morning like a god. The air was tinged with frost. The first frost is late in the season. I felt relief at this awaited sign of seasonal change. Is not frost, the cold an ascetic exercise in paring of life, a reduction to the essence of things? And what does…
