Friday, February 25, 2011
Bureaucracy is always frustrating, but bureaucracy in Africa is in a class of it's own. We'll excuse the Middle East: we need another word for what they have
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Too much to do.... First things first: & if everything is first?
Some strange emotional alchemy transmutes aggravation into commitment
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
"She made one of those deceptively simple meals that belie the years of experience in cooking that most women accumulate from childhood."
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
During a dinner conversation my mom mentioned that when I was 14 I wrote a play that was produced at The Market Theatre. It was a morphed award winning school play that my teachers decided was almost good enough to be done professionally. The "almost" part meant a rewrite that was supposed to make it better for a paying largely adult audience.
The consequence was Disaster. The cast had to learn new dialogue very similar to the old without enough time and very little rehearsal; cues were different and more precisely timed with lighting and sound effects by professionals with much higher expectations than teachers and the paying audience expected something polished.
The original play would have been charming however unsophisticated. The revision was a trial by purgatory for audience and cast.
The lesson: success can be punishing as a stimulus to hubris....
The consequence was Disaster. The cast had to learn new dialogue very similar to the old without enough time and very little rehearsal; cues were different and more precisely timed with lighting and sound effects by professionals with much higher expectations than teachers and the paying audience expected something polished.
The original play would have been charming however unsophisticated. The revision was a trial by purgatory for audience and cast.
The lesson: success can be punishing as a stimulus to hubris....
I sat here and thought of you; I sat here long and thought of you as you were then; I sat here past the time of my going and thought of you as you were here with me and alone; I sat here and thought of you as none will think of me after my going....
I want you to know that this place, this seat, this time, here and now, echoes you in silence, in light, in my thoughts: the quanta that make you are immortal....
I want you to know that this place, this seat, this time, here and now, echoes you in silence, in light, in my thoughts: the quanta that make you are immortal....
Language as a bludgeon, a stone age cudgel, a spring breeze, a post- molecular blade. All mixed metaphors aside language is the primary tool....
Forever is actually an impossibly long time....
We have little affinity for intellect: Planck's constant rarely produces transports of ecstacy but joy and anguish reach us to the quick. Intellect is grafted: we are chemical more deeply and more thoroughly than we are electrical....
Monday, February 21, 2011
"that surfeiting the appetite may sicken and so die"
"You can do anything you want if you are willing to accept the consequences; you can have anything you want if you are willing to pay the price."
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Excellence is no accident; it is the consequence of accepted and celebrated imbalance
Thursday, February 17, 2011
http://ping.fm/pnCTA So, I got to meet a famous author at my cousin's in Cape Town this week. Don't read African authors so wasn't familiar with his work; don't plan on reading him either. Seems my cousin has interesting friends.... I don't.
How self indulgent can a confessed hedonist be?
Monday, February 14, 2011
Layered posts; hacking public discourse for privacy...
So, I've not worked on my LifeMap. Life interfered. Would be nice if life allowed sufficient fallow periods to recover from doozies - like crop rotation, but for the amydala
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
"it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair"
"Heav’n... the Vision of fulfil’d desire." —Omar Khayyám #sixwords
Do demons dance delightfully down Devaloka #sixwords
I seem gifted at separating jumping off a cliff with the Splat! at the end.... Guess I always have been
Monday, February 07, 2011
I want to feel... I want you to know that I feel... I want to feel... I know that I should feel....
Sunday, February 06, 2011
I didn't begin reading seriously and continually until I was 12. & then I discovered archetypes, models of survival and I have since collected and counted and shined them repeatedly. Iown a great many books, more than half of which I've not read. I am not entirely sure I intend reading them, but I am sure that I do not intend not reading them.
They are promises of idyll; and such promises are always welcome on rainy days :-)!
They are promises of idyll; and such promises are always welcome on rainy days :-)!
The subject for this week's series of discussions is cancer
A new continuum Fantasy - Wish - Hope - Expectation - Entitlement
Was discussing the sensecam this weekend and use cases seemed to be difficult to conceive. Sin-eaters anyone?
Why limit yourself to a single interface to reality?
In defence of mediocrity: life is hard. I will always argue for moving the mean.
Exceptional talent extends the boundaries of impossible.
Thursday, February 03, 2011
Discussion last night on the transferability of experience; vicarious living notwithstanding :-)
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
It seems I am recently much given to the apperceptionof soul...
So, here is a task: to delineate the shape of a soul
"until out of merely not nothing comes
only one snowflake(and we speak our names "
only one snowflake(and we speak our names "
Tuesday, February 01, 2011
We have this one life to live and if we can inhabit its living we can finish happily used up; this bonfire should leave no ash
"all our lives, life happens: both the cork and the ocean ride the waves"
myself
myself
If in every negotiation, the relationship is the argument, why do we not have better developed relationship semiotics
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