Please, Hegel, just tell us how to live

February 8, 2012

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Further, the living substance is being which is in truth Subject, or, what is the same, is in truth actual only in so far as it is the movement of positioning itself, or is the mediation of its self-othering with itself. This substance is, as Subject, pure, simple negativity, and is for this very reason… [Read more…]

How I Brought a Kitten Back to Life

February 1, 2012

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It was the dead of February and I was fourteen and my dad was gone on business and I was the man about the farm. I had to feed the horses twice a day. In the evening I went out in the winter dark to go to the barn to get the feed and low… [Read more…]

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The Night Shadows

January 17, 2012

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A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its… [Read more…]

Posted in: Death, Prondundity, Quote

The Lark

January 15, 2012

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There are certain queer times and occasions in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke, though the wit thereof he but dimly discerns, and more than suspects that the joke is at nobody’s expense but his own. However, nothing dispirits, and nothing seems… [Read more…]

Bob Dylan on Roy Orbison

January 4, 2012

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“With Roy, you didn’t know if you were listening to mariachi or opera. He kept you on your toes. With him, it was all about fat and blood. He sounded like he was singing from an Olympian mountaintop. [After ‘Ooby Dooby’ he] was now singing his compositions in three or four octaves that made you… [Read more…]

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a short short story from a short story I am currently crafting

December 20, 2011

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The party got started when old Sobiak came home early and had us stop building his railing because it was friday and made us have beers and whiskey on the deck until Dean fell off and sprained his ankle because there wasn’t a railing. So then Dean and me went to town and got in a… [Read more…]

Posted in: Quote, The writing life

A Horoscope for John the Baptist

December 5, 2011

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This week you will be a voice crying in the wilderness.  By wilderness I mean the urban wilderness, and by crying I mean protesting. You are one of the last keepers of the law and that means you care a great deal about justice. Why must 1% of the populace have the majority of the… [Read more…]

Posted in: Death, theology

kabbalistical ironical

November 17, 2011

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In commenting on Job 28: 13: “no man knoweth its order,” Rabbi Eleazar declares: ‘the various sections of the Torah were not given in the correct order. For if they had been given in the correct order anyone who read them would have been able to wake the dead and perform miracles. For this reason… [Read more…]

Writing Blindly

November 16, 2011

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This is an essay I found perishing in my files that I cut and pasted years ago from a news magazine. Do you remember the russian submarine Kursk that sunk all hands aboard in the arctic sea in 2000? That’s the topical prompt that prompted this. “I Am Writing Blindly” Roger Rosenblatt Besides the newsworthy revelation… [Read more…]

Posted in: Death, The writing life

first paragraph of all joyce

November 15, 2011

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There was no hope for him this time: it was the third stroke. Night after night I had passed the house (it was vacation time) and studied the lighted square of the window: and night after night I had found it lighted in the same way, faintly and evenly. If he was dead, I thought,… [Read more…]

Posted in: Death, Ghosts, Joyce
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