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The difference between the almost right word and the right word, is like a lightning bug and the lightning
It’s rather easy for those of us who share a culture and language (such as English) to forget that the meanings of some of the expressions we use do not follow from their lexical makeup: the idioms. They can play unique havoc in translations: foreign poetry, for example. Metaphors may or may not cross…
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Thinking is the soul talking to itself
I am conscious. How do I know? Because I have to be conscious to know the answer. Although there may well be an occasional thought stuck to the bottom of the pot, it will float to the surface eventually if I’m patient. And if it is brief and happens only occasionally maybe it wouldn’t disturb me;…
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Ah, on what little things does happiness depend?
Every so often I am jarred awake in the middle of a starry night by the realization that there is more in heaven and earth than is dreamt of in my philosophy (if, indeed, I still have one). Time, I feel, is running out on me and there are far too many things still left…
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Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest, now is the time that face should form another
Lately, I think I have been too obsessed with reflections; with mirrors; with evidence that proves I am still here. To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven I suppose, but mirrors…? My loyal, if not avid, readers will no doubt have noticed my idée fixe of late…
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Oh God! God! How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world.
I suppose I am now at the age where I should think of settling down; where I should consider picking a belief system that will sustain me as I wade through my falling yellow leaves. As an octogenarian I’d like to think I’ve sampled most them -at a distance, at least. Still, unless they can…
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Virtues we write in water on a dissolving typeface
Sometimes I feel really old; there’s no other way to put it. I’m not just referring to my lack of fashionable clothes -I suppose they’re obvious- but apart from buying a new smart phone when there’s an appealing deal on offer, or having to replace my old MacBook Air even when there’s not, I suppose…
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What if the homunculus forgets?
Do you ever wonder who runs what? Who is actually in charge of things? If the workers in a large factory decided to lay down their tools and all production stopped, would the boss, or the foreman still be in charge -and in charge of what: a non-functioning business? Hierarchy only works until it doesn’t……
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