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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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How like a winter hath my absence been
‘A great part of every day is not lived consciously,’ wrote Virginia Woolf. ‘One walks, eats, sees things, deals with what has to be done… When it is a bad day the proportion of non-being is much larger.’ In her novel Mrs. Dalloway, she explains that the key to righting the ratio is in ‘the…
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Uhmm
Now that my summer leaves are falling, I suppose it’s not surprising that I have renewed my interest in the words that have remained faithful to my denuding branches -not just words, though: conversational words; words that used to drip like water from the leaky faucet of my mouth -on command, or not… Sometimes though,…
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Call me a fool; trust not my reading nor my observations
Lately -well, since I retired anyway- I’ve been noticing that I’m not retaining as much when I read; I find that I often have to re-read a paragraph to make sense of it: sometimes, the tense seems incorrect, sometimes a name I’ve just read escapes me; and occasionally I skip parts of sentences like words,…
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