It is like we are all preparing for nuclear armegeddon–without the fallout shelters. Well, a few of us out there have shelters in case the bombs drop, but for the most part the nuclear bomb shelter, like the nuclear bomb drill, has fallen out of vogue. Just at the wrong time. Just when we are…More
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By Love
What does it mean that you love me, anyways? To this, everyone around the man who spoke gathered up in a cold cave tucked high in a hill somewhere in their country, as though to look for warmth but with warmth to be found, everyone was silent; nor did any one of them understand why…More
The Quarrel Between Philosophy and Poetry Revisited
The turn to poetry need not be a turn to the less disciplined as opposed to the rigorous, to the figurative as opposed to the technical, precise or literal, to one truth as opposed to another. This opposition, while a powerful tool for both spheres–but even keeping them separate, contained away from one another is…More
How, and from where, we look
How, and from where, we look. From above, at three thousand feet above the town, soaring through the clouds and piercing them with the nose of the great machine we are riding, the world looks wondrous, all the way up to ten thousand feet. But it’s the clouds that look most wondrous, in their expanse…More
On words
On words. What’s the word for that time in your life, when you’re trying to get back to where you were, but it takes forever, he asked. Despair, I said, and he sort of chuckled under his breath. I guess that’s a good word for it, he said with a lighter tone than was fitting…More
When it comes down to it
When it comes down to it: you have to keep doing what you’re doing, even in the face of the obstacles set up by your importunity and stupidity. We might ourselves be our greatest enemies and our most insurmountable difficulties, but even this, however true it turns out to be, gives us no excuse. It…More
Scribblings on Eternal Recurrence
Eternal recurrence and our sense(s) of time: It possibilizes a prophetic sense of the future; but isn’t the past also granted a sense of uncertainty, of yet-to-be? * * * Once on a walk I asked each and everything: Do you want this once more and innumerable times more? and I was overwhelmed by the…More
There is no bandage for the wound of nihilism.
It is to our detriment when we think there is. My roommate recently said to me in the kitchen, “I struggled with nihilism for a long time, and I finally got over it.” The philosopher within my psyche laughs, the philosopher within me whose greatest philosopher-friend is Nietzsche who, in turn, made “the overcoming of…More
The be(a)st ideas
We might have passed the time when a man or a woman or another gives rise to an idea worth emulating or cultivating, and in that way gives that idea continued life. Now…now every idea is a caged idea. The idea is let out a little while to perform and wave its hands, then it…More
Love the Dust 