The maturity of man— that means, to have reacquired the seriousness one had as a child at play. F. Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil
I wrote the following thoughts in 1987, inspired by the Nietzsche quote. Revisiting them now, I wonder if I’ve lived by them. I try to fill up all the gaps in my life. [...]
This evening I meditated for the first time in awhile. I sat for over an hour in a chilly, dimly lit upstairs room, facing a north window, staring mostly at a desk I hardly use anymore. (especially since I set up this computer facing south in a different room on the first floor) I’m not sure [...]
I’ve had a few things put up on other blogs in the past week. The first is a tiny story about a particular photo. The post with my story, among others is called An Eye. The Synchronicity of Indeterminacies puts up a photo once a week and asks for stories about it, just as he does [...]
Outside, I hear the gay laughter of youth.
They laugh at anything.
They laugh freely.
The humid air resonates
with their bellicose mirth.
Laughter soothes a need…
the need to…burst with pleasure.
Perhaps they flee something,
maybe life.
They live lighter, laughing.
When the world turns inside out,
laughter remains.
One must really look.
One must really listen,
but it’s there.
It’s a quality of life which always exists,
but you must [...]
Today I found myself reminiscing about Ken and about the furtive nature of blogs. Blogger time is different than real life. It’s more ephemeral, unreal. It’s like a dream world come to life. It exists, it has consequences, but it’s not tangible.
The blog ofStranger Ken, titled Dark Sparks, disappeared a few months ago. Suddenly. Apparently for [...]
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