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Power down / delete / restart
A strange time… that seems to fuse and clarify memories of other, earlier strange times. Including the past six months. Or the past three. The Jung-Institut weeks were – not fun, but somehow necessary. Several more turns of the wheel in understanding where/who I am. And my annoyance with myself over the past year –…
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Existence
That in-the-midst-of sense… Time recently past: too much stress since about the first of June – some of which twisted at me such that my guts started to react: I felt relatively calm but my body didn't. I'd still like to ascribe this – partly – to current liver damage; which will hopefully be cured…
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Lessons
On the plane from Amsterdam to Zurich, a large, angry-looking man is already sitting in the row in front of us. First one, then the other of the seats in his row are filled by men who have suitcases. But he has put some flowers in the overhead bin… Twice he explodes with rage at…
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It’s complicated
A complicated time. The Book, the one I had all those bizarre death dreams about, arrived in my office TODAY. And yet I breathe. Too much to do in the past weeks, some of it distinctly though not disastrously late… Merrie and I performed duets on my students' musicals night. We made blunders but it…
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In the realm of the sensate
This evening, the Late Shows in the Ouseburn – in an area of studios and galleries, a few small museums, the Ouseburn river running through it all – this is the point in the year when they open everything up, and keep it open, late. Basically a big open house by a whole community of…
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Nine years
Nine years ago today, this blog was begun… in 2006. And this the 708th post!… so, about one every 4.6 days. Not as often as I feel-that-I-should, but steady enough I guess. So, how's it going? There's egotism of course – I like my own writing – which, I think, has gotten better – though…
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