Monday, the sun shines, – a promise of outdoor comfort. I plan to attend to the back yard. The result of ample rainfall is robust growth of all manner of vegetation. A manicured back yard is a singular delight. A seasonal pleasure by my scale of values. I have read about the holographic dimension…
A postscript to what I wrote yesterday. Additional reflecting on my experience of time spent at Great Lakes Drag-a-way. A forthright form of competition involves two cars driven from exact standing alignment toward a finish line, 1,320 feet distant (a quarter mile) accelerating at the maximum given the engine and chassis design. The first…
Saturday afternoon was spent strolling around the pit area at Great Lakes Drag-a-way at Union Grove, Wisconsin. For many years I’ve come here to renew my interest, to delight in the wild, marginally controllable experience of drag racing. Is it a sport, the competition between two purpose-built race cars, to “see” which accelerates to…
Vs. 20 How much difference between yes and no? What difference between good and bad? What the people fear must be feared. O desolation! Not yet, not yet has it reached its limit! Everybody’s cheerful, cheerful as if at a party, or climbing a tower in springtime. And here I sit unmoved. clueless, like…
We are taking a few days, a “time out” from the routine, only and hour and a half drive to Coloma, Michigan. Somehow being on the other side of Lake Michigan sufficiently rotates the axis of reality for the family, – change of rhythm, staying together in the big lake house, just a short…
v. 76 Living people are soft and tender. Corpses are hard and stiff. The ten thousand things, the living grass, the trees, are soft, pliant. Dead, they’re dry and brittle. So hardness and stiffness go with death; tenderness, softness, go with life. And the hard sword fails, the stiff tree’s…
There is a “why” to everything. To focus upon a fold-point of experience is signaled by “because” in the normal course of conversation. Also, you could say this mirrors the form of logic, an “if”… “then” syllogism of cause and effect. Is this what is meant by reason? I’ll concede that such is a…
v. 64 It’s easy to keep hold of what hasn’t stirred, easy to plan what hasn’t occurred. It’s easy to shatter delicate things, easy to scatter little things. Do things before they happen. Get them straight before they get mixed up. The tree you can’t reach your arms around grew from a tiny seedling….
Saturday. A day begins without oppressive humidity which invites outdoor activity. A promise of a pleasant and congenial session for the Batavia Farmer’s Market. Summertime’s weekly opportunity to gather with others on N. River Street parallel to the river is the counterpart to the Agora, a public square where commerce, where the forming of…
Friday is supposed to be an unlucky day. Was not Judas the thirteenth guest at the finale dinner party? Thursday evening was the time for that gala. The next day, was anything but “good”. Never be beguiled by convention, a tagline foisted upon unsuspecting by a faceless, and self-interested priest-craft. Because it’s old does…
