This world of antinomies, darkened electric light, litter-strewn vacancy, populated with all of us sundry creatures of the night alike only for being wholly unlike one another or anything else, clinging to the elemental fissures like weeds, sprouting up in the holes where no other life will take. "This is what lies beyond: things lost and ( Read more... )

Where do you think we go when we die? And how often have we all heard that question ( Read more... )

It occurred to me that, perhaps, the reason that I have such difficulty settling upon a proper scientific or intellectual interest is that I am effectively trying to force an attitude perhaps better described as 'wisdom' or 'contemplation' into the framework of 'science' and 'empirical discovery'. Unfortunately, the common understanding seems to ( Read more... )

I saw a dead bag of potting soil in the street. This was noteworthy because I actually thought to myself, "Oh, it's a dead bag of potting soil," with all of the usual connotations of "dead," in spite of the widely held conventions with which modern biological science regards the notion ( Read more... )

"To succeed in the world, it is not enough to be stupid; you must also be well-mannered."(Voltaire ( Read more... )

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I am taking a sabbatical from writing ( Read more... )

Today I found a rusty wood screw in the street. I suppose this is not odd in and of itself; the streets are littered with rusty, bent, displaced fasteners of all kinds. This is hardly the first one I've picked up. Everything has its story though. Here was this one, all alone, one of millions or billions or perhaps even trillions, all cast, ( Read more... )

Lately, there are no straight lines or shortest distances at all ( Read more... )

I am twenty-six years old today ( Read more... )