Im doing a two week trip to Greece...Im going to write a bit about every day I am there...might be interesting, might not....its for me more than anyone else, but feel free to have a read if you like and ask questions if you want to know anything ( Read more... )

I had a conversation the other day that brought to mind this quote Ive had memorised since I was 18 years old. I've never forgotten it and its always stayed with me. It's from Goethe's Faust part 1

Name ist Schall und Rauch,
Umnebelnd Himmelsgluth.

Or in the English translation

Names are but noise and smoke,
Obscuring heavenly light.

this ( Read more... )

The better angels of our nature...

I was sitting there on the sofa the other day...staring blankly at the flashing images on the screen when I snapped to...one of the mutant forehead characters in this space opera I was half watching uttered one of those idiomatic phrases that just speak to you...she said something like 'let us pray that the better ( Read more... )

Ok just a warning, if you have never considered the fundamental reasons for any of your actions this may offend you, oh and if you are left wing, I hope I offened you, you weak minded, weak willed, bleeding heart, i like to fly in the face of reality pussy.

Anyyywaaayyy now that that's out of the way I would like to ask a very simple question. I'm ( Read more... )

Hi, I have been watching the unfolding street protests in Egypt with great interest. I have also been watching closely the reporting of this event with interest. It seems to me that journalism has become the simple representation of events. Journalism used to be about attempting to understand events in a deep way, as expressions of a political or ( Read more... )

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I often wonder to myself if my continuing focus on dystopian scenarios is a consequence of indoctrination with an eschatological weltanschauung during my formative years. What concerns me most though is if the latter is true and one can interact with reality only through the prism of ones experiences then how can I know if my dystopian thought is a ( Read more... )

I can no longer listen to music. It brings tears to my eyes. It represents a world that I know is dying. When I listen to it I think of the millions who are about to die. I think of the cataclysm that is coming and I can't shake the images from my head. When this happens I come back again and again to the Decameron, a medieval book where a group of ( Read more... )