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Tag Archives: journal
…a mass of bright fragments (Paul Valery)
“I sense all the things that I write here, these associations, as an attempt to read a text, and this text contains a mass of bright fragments.” –Paul Valery [Context: In 1897, Paul Valery abandoned publishing to focus on his … Continue reading
from Today’s Journal (3/23/08)
Another Sunday, another disconnected day contemplating what is and what should be. The shambles that is my life and whether there is any hope in it. Thoughts of killing myself (let’s be honest, though I admit I am drawn to … Continue reading
Thought Experiment
Situation A man is sealed inside a windowless elevator and either suspended above the ground by a crane or towed through deep space at a constant acceleration of approximately 32 feet per second per second. There is no way for … Continue reading
The Voice I Heard Told Me
In the right light all glass is a mirror. Wash your face!
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On Patriotism
Patriotism. It’s become a distasteful, even shameful, word to me. I don’t know when it changed, at what point in the evolution of my thinking the mere invocation of the word started to make me shiver. I love this country, … Continue reading
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The Geode
For a few years when I was five or six I lived in a trailer park called Lake View Terrace. The lake was really a gravel pit and the terrace was the eroded slope between the row of trailers and … Continue reading
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Welcome, Insomnia
I wake from only an hour of sleep with a dream that I’m holding her. It was grey and we were waiting for morning. There was no danger, just time. We went to sleep apart and I woke on my … Continue reading