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A dream fragments, fades
Awake at 5 a.m., thinking of this possibility – this goal, this plan, this dream, this path, this vision, this fantasy – of becoming a Jungian analyst. It is still hard to tell which of those various things it is… but right now I'm thinking: probably a fantasy. I'll continue to check into it –…
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Political
I really hate politics. Especially American politics. Since I was young when watching news about the Viet Nam war, since I was a teenager when Nixon showed us what politicians are made of, since I watched in despair as Reagan, then Bush, wrecked everything I had liked about America – and not incidentally directly impacted…
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Nights
For the past seven or eight days – basically since finishing one of the two articles I've been working on – I have been either on the computer, or reading until three, four, five, even six a.m. I keep trying to stop it, to get to bed more regularly: but haven't really succeeded. Again, tonight:…
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Still
No wind, no moving air, a rather dull gray sky – you can hear a dog barking from very far away. Hardly anybody walking in the streets. It's very warm – for here – about 75° F. It's the kind of atmosphere they use in horror, tragedy, nihilistic psychological novels, etc., when something dreadful is…
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Unspeakable
I'm not normally a great fan of Lovecraft – yes, many of the stories are well-written, and he has a lot of remarkable ideas; but the heavy reliance on "unspeakable", "unfathomable", "eldritch" and a handful of other words and ideas that seem to pop up at least once in every damned paragraph of his work…
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Ennuyé
On a day when I was feeling rather – I don't know – bored – by either writing or not writing, by the smallness of my life as it is… by going to restaurants or staying home, by all the things I'm not doing on this Labor Day weekend, by the holidays and end of…
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