The tragedy begins…. Thus Nietzsche ends this section of The Gay Science, book four. Every ending brings a beginning, an interregnum, an interlude when “what comes next” cracks the old constraints, a climax of a chain of events, only described as WTF, when you crest the apex, the highest point in a roller coaster,…
When Zarathustra was thirty years old, he left his home and Lake Urmi and went into the mountains. There he enjoyed his spirit and his solitude, and for ten years did not tire of that. But at last his heart changed –and on morning he rose with the dawn, stepped before the sun, and…
Non ridere, non lugere, neque detestari, sed intelligere! “Not to laugh, not to lament, nor to detest, but to understand” —Tractatus Politicus by Spinoza …what else is this intelligere than the form in which we come to feel the other three at once? One result of the different and mutually opposed desires to laugh,…
Yesterday was Saturday. An enjoyable summertime activity is our Batavia Farmer’s Market. We have a casual acquaintance with several of the vendors that we have patronized often. The breakfast taco prepared by the owners of El Taco Grande is just right, and I feel fortunate to be their customer. While eating our breakfast taco…
Thursday dawns with a hazy sky, hundreds of wildfires burn in the Canadian north. Since we all share a single planet New York City, the eastern seaboard of the United States is choked with unhealthy levels of smoke. For New York’s citizens it is unhealthy to be outside. Are we about to change our…
Returned from a wedding in Michigan. We received the invitation from a couple on my wife’s side of our family. No two weddings are alike. Two family groups are brought together in celebration of a beginning of life-together for two adults who have been recipients of parent’s devotion. The endeavor of parents to enable…
Wednesday, midweek and I am running on fumes. What is my body, the universe saying to me? That I should care less about my disagreements with others, those niggling, aggravating differences, when heard, I am loathe to offer any reply. A podcast is a way to gain information in a format that is part…
Is it virtuous when a cell transforms itself into a function of a stronger cell? It has no alternative. And is it evil when the stronger cell assimilates the weaker? It also has no alternative; it follows necessity, for it strives for super- abundant substitutes and wants to regenerate itself. Hence we should make…
Sunday. Today is mother’s day. I wish that my mother could be here. Once again I would show her my gratitude for the kindness which she demonstrated to me. She is not here however as each of us pay dues to time. We are time bound. This tune has to do with time. There…
New struggles — After Buddha was dead, his shadow was still shown for centuries in a cave –a tremendous, gruesome shadow. God is dead; but given the way of men, there may still be caves for thousands of years in which his shadow will be shown. –And we –we still have…
