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Marketing Vagaries
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happiness
Sunday afternoon nesting in blankets
book in hand, Farid al-din Attar's collected verse
stillness outside
drinking cheapest black tea
crawled upon by insects
attending to a cat who sings purr purr purr -
this is most assuredly not mine
Aristotle: Shut up, motherfucker, how can you understand my perfect city when I haven't explained it yet?
Socrates: No, dickhead, not that, I understand what you were saying before, about perfection. It's all about forms.
Aristotle: Forms?
Socrates: Yeah, motherfucker, forms. Like, something don't have to physically exist for it to be perfect; it ( Read more... ) -
General Announcement
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The doctor says I don't have cancer. No serious troubles at all, in fact. Came away this morning with a relatively unsmirched bill of health. -
Maruts
Once upon a time the Earth grew heavy with love or rage or longing, and all the generations of gods and demons assembled to hold council together. The detente had lasted as long as any of them could remember, just as the blind Fates had decreed. They were built to strive with one another, to vex and to thwart -- but never to conquer, not truly, ( Read more... ) -
Hoenir is not written to sound like Aristotle, I promise
Once upon a time, before there was form or void, there grew a tree with ten thousand names. When our tongues are dust and the wind breathes its last the tree will be there still, with or without ground to grow from, holding together worlds and the ghosts of worlds.
The realms were created, but that is another story for another day. There were gods ( Read more... ) -
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4-H Fair is over. I have worked 14 and 15 hour days all week. I think I'm going to go read Dogen and then cry myself to sleep. -
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I went to make a purchase from a used book shop. Digging through my pockets for money, I came up with the usual assortment of ribbons, old receipts, post-it notes full of phone numbers and poetry snippets, library cards, and pretty stones (three new chunks of quartz, found on the street during my morning walk). The conversation with the ( Read more... ) -
Llyfer Taliesin
"Guess who it is ( Read more... )