Since the world is on a delusional course,we must adopt a delusional standpointtowards the world. Better to die from extremesthan starting from the extremes. Excerpt, The Transparency of Evil – After The Orgy by Jean Baudrillard Properly speakingthere is now no law of value,merely a sort of epidemic of value,a sort of general metastasis…
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…
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. …
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,…
To return home, subsequent to an interlude of extensive travel (three weeks) prompts me to reflect upon my life. I would like to think I do not take on the role of a tourist, a dabbler, one who passes through anonymously, with diffident attention to anything or anyone. Boredom can be chosen without leaving…
Here I am again, in the corner by the wall on a rainy morning at Starbucks. The return home feels right, the feeling of completion. What did I accomplish in the last three weeks on the road, a composite of time and places in my memory? Did I accomplish much, or nothing? “Nothing” sounds…
Our last evening at a Holiday Inn. The straight lines, white surfaces and turquoise of Holiday Inn decor palate have become familiar. We laughed yesterday after checking into our room here at Lexington Kentucky. The bathroom was adequately spacious, the white sink countertop and the backlit big mirror similar to the other four or…
I couldn’t concentrate on the email summary of the stories in the New York Times. Maybe the brain fog will dissipate as the morning flows into midday. The Times featured story was about a recently taken Gallup opinion poll on the matter of abortion in Texas. The poll shows that Texans think remarkably the same…
