Month: January 2026
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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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