Sunday morning, on the road proceeding west, I made my way to Starbucks. The sun blazes in the east across the Fox River. I felt atypically more alive, as if I were years younger… Pat Benatar’s Love Is A Battlefield was playing on the radio. Pat Benatar and Neil Gerardo remain one of the…
The media is the politicians’ mirror, developed in the political and corporate financiers interest. It exists to sell a product. politicians and products alike thrive on being seen on a screen, they crave its validation. As a mirror it is but an image, a self-contained world, flat, insubstantial and brittle as glass. The media…
Friday morning, the air clean, brisk, — is illumined by our sun. Humanity is warmed by the same sun, as our home world rotates. Every word in the two sentences just written is relative, a marker for a set of relationships. Nevertheless all of it feels absolutely true. Do you not feel that humanity…
If everone breath came to me of that heavenly needthat constrains even accidentsto dance star-dances; If I everlaughed the laughter of creative lightningwhich is followed obediently but grumblinglyby the long thunder of the deed; If I everplayed dice with gods at their table,the earth, till the earth quaked and burst and snortedup floods of…
Chance for the individual is “communication,” the loss of one individual in another. “Communication” is the “duration of loss.” Will I in the end find a joyful, rather mad way of speaking –and the analytic subtlety — to recount the dance around time?* With the spite and obstinacy of a fly, I say insistently:…
“Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. And the Lord God will give to him the…
Anticipating the gathering of a circle of friends tonight, for a holiday social. A portion of the day will be dedicated to completing projects of final preparation. The guests are fellow travelers. I need company, others with whom to share the risk of thinking-out-loud. To think out loud is one description of philosophy. To…
For much of my adult life I’ve felt drawn to the writings of Nietzsche. I have speculated inwardly the reasons why this is so. I think my attraction to this troubled writer from the 19th century was inevitable. Do we have any say in the time and place of our birth, the circumstances and…
Keeping Time by Mike Orlock I’ve lost time. Lost track of where I left it, (on a table at home, in a desk at work): I placed it somewhere for safekeeping, thinking, That five minutes will come in handy later today or early tomorrow— Just give me a minute, maybe two, I’ll get back…
I am sure about one thing: humanity is not composed of isolated beings but of a communication between them. Never are we revealed, even to ourselves, other than in a network of communication with others. We bathe in communication, we are reduced to this incessant communication whose absence we feel, even in the depths…
