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The Chalk Lines

The lines were drawn some time ago; they framed the fallen corpse where it was found to be expired and removed, in due course. Its owner left it vacant there, having no further need of its method of transport, or … Continue reading

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On Discussing John Searle

The problem with your kind of thought, he said, is that it often leads to idleness; and what could be productive time, instead is spent in useless ponder, more or less, on how the world’s become the way it is, … Continue reading

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What good is art

What good is art if it does not instruct, or for our “better angels” cast new wings beyond utilitarian design, reminding us that beauty without form is doomed, under the sheer weight of itself to force its rigid framing to … Continue reading

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When Twilight Pales

When twilight pales your umber locks to grey and lines the apples of your cheeks with care, takes the wind from your merry laugh, so gay, and makes your step less sturdy on the stair, remember this: I loved you … Continue reading

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Wanting what you have vs having what you want

I paraphrase the Dalai Lama a bit here, but the gist of it is that most of the world focuses on having what you want— which is a constant state of acquisition, of needing to augment with more, of rampant … Continue reading

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Communication for a New Age

This is primarily an intro to several chains-of-thought that make up the bigger picture. They probably will not be chained together in this way once each of them has been fleshed out a bit more. Each historical age is determined … Continue reading

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Stirring the Pot

As you delve deeper into who you are, quite often you touch things that make you ill — those tendencies and habits that so far you’ve managed to ignore. Until you still the chaos that engulfs your conscious mind and … Continue reading

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