Philosophy is simultaneously maddening and satisfying, a linguistic deep dive into the foundations of our ways of life, an attempt to explore why we process “reality” the way we do. There are great and important differences between us. Where do those distinctive features, those dimensions of the self that I have come to be,…
Angel Of Harlem by U2 It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York, like a Christmas tree Tonight this city belongs to me Angel Soul love…this love won’t let me…
Thinking this morning of how consciousness sculpts time. Exchanged words condition the passage of time, lend color, fulsome shape to life’s time or shock time to a standstill. Do we not resist, dread a condition of impasse, to be so traumatized by happenstance that time is frozen, nothing is allowed to change, I am…
Loneliness comes over me this morning. Is loneliness the default condition of homo sapiens? We are social beings because our physical survival is dependent upon others. Others have written since Homer that we have “being,” solidity as selves in and through the regard of others. What do others say of us, say about us? …
Where to this morning? I intended to compose additional thoughts on the Two Americas theme. The subject is depressing, like touring a social wasteland. I will delay another dive into that pool until tomorrow. In the meanwhile this fine tune comes as an antidote to the innervation of the post-industrial capitalism that besets us…
Day before yesterday I awakened at the usual early hour. I finished getting dressed before going upstairs. A knock came at the bathroom door. My wife stood in the dim pre-dawn hallway to ask if she could come in. Opening the door, as we passed she said to me, — “We have always loved…
The day dawns January the first, the year 2020. I wish that it were possible to start afresh, like every new born, with a new, un-worn body, and a voracious mind eager to absorb experience, to make sense of a world, forthwith. That is not the way of things with the new year. The…
The tune came over the car radio. As it happens to be a favorite of mine I commented to my wife that the lyric line about walking alone is always true. She replied that one need not always be lonely. I think the human condition is inherently lonely. No matter the condition of material…
Friday morning and I am not the only one who will not be reporting to the office. My usual Starbucks venue for coffee and writing was crowded. I left for another Starbucks, my plan B. So here I am, aware that my life is to change with retirement, the familiar routines of customer relations,…
What to say on a bitter cold Wednesday morning? There is a bitter chill in my soul too. The House of Representatives is on the cusp of voting to impeach the President today. They will almost certainly vote. His supporters — in a blatant, undisguised advocacy of institution-destroying, society fracturing violence will defend him. …
