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Atmospheres
I’m certainly not well versed in Art; I know what I like, but I can seldom explain why, or even name the artist, let alone their style. Also, I would usually be just as pleased to have a poster reproduction of some famous work of art on my wall as I would the framed original…
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The only hope for continued individualism is belonging
While I find myself immersed in a culture that values individualism, I am reminded of a quote from the famous polymath literary figure, Jean Cocteau, that ‘We are in a period of such individualism that one no longer speaks of disciples; one speaks of thieves.’ There’s a lot to that. I have grown up in a society which treasures individualism, so I’m certainly not disputing a…
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The respect that makes calamity of so long life
Now that I am old -or indeed because I am old- it sometimes strikes me that there are many important personal questions yet to be answered -even to be asked, for that matter. I suppose some might think it strange that I’ve already wasted so many years placing other lesser queries at the front of the…
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The art of our necessities is strange
Do you ever miss things you thought you never would? Or details so obvious that when they are pointed out suddenly surface like children playing hide-and-seek? A bus that just left the corner where you usually catch it; the snack you often grab from the fridge when you’re feeling a little peckish but didn’t buy…
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If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they’ll kill you.
Dialetheia -now there’s a word I haven’t heard before. It means a statement that is both true and false at the same time: a true statement whose negation is also true. I like things like that. It’s of the sort that used to intrigue us many a night in the university dorms of my youth…
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If Music be the food of Love
Things seem to have changed from when I was young -drifted away I think. I’m not sure if it is an Age thing, or simply a perspective shift -an adaptation to altered circumstances. If something changes slowly enough it’s often difficult to notice, difficult even, to realize that it no longer occupies its former central…
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The powers that be
When, if infrequently, I stop to think about things, it is apparent to me that most of us possess rather special powers: we can often predict how things might affect each other before they actually do. I mean how do I know that I may fall prey to the same virus as my friend if…
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Because I smiled
There are times when I’m glad I don’t have to drive downtown anymore; the buses are more than happy to accommodate me. Of course, some of the riders occasionally seem less than enthusiastic to cede access to the spaces they have saved for themselves and their groceries; they sit in the aisle seat with the shopping…
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