Till human voices or thoughts wake us
This morning, I woke up, and the first thing I thought was "Ibn Khaldun" or "What about Ibn Khaldun?" Since I don't know who Ibn Khaldun is, I spent this morning checking out the wikipedia entry for him, but I'm still not sure why I woke up to the thought of his name.
Which reminds me of this footnote that I cut out of what I'm writing, and that I was planning on posting. Here's the sentence (which is still in) and footnote (which ain't):
"...in Sturgeon's work, telepathy served as an important novum for the exploration of society, since telepathy is, except for the most alienated and solipsistic, definitionally about interpersonal relations.
I cannot think of any right now, but there must somewhere be a literary example of someone so damaged that reading his own mind is the only way for him to access his feelings... unless, of course, you want to claim that as the human condition."
Which reminds me of this footnote that I cut out of what I'm writing, and that I was planning on posting. Here's the sentence (which is still in) and footnote (which ain't):
"...in Sturgeon's work, telepathy served as an important novum for the exploration of society, since telepathy is, except for the most alienated and solipsistic, definitionally about interpersonal relations.
I cannot think of any right now, but there must somewhere be a literary example of someone so damaged that reading his own mind is the only way for him to access his feelings... unless, of course, you want to claim that as the human condition."