It’s a foggy morning. It stated getting warmer in the middle
of the night. I got hot lying in bed with only a sheet to cover me. The dog is also now
getting a treat at the coffeeshop. He is even more anxious for us to get
going each and every morning. Here nubbins, the redheaded
barrista said and she gave him a biscuit. Now make sure you eat all of it, and
she wagged her index finger at him. Then she went back inside and returned to
her spot behind the counter. I’m learning to play the mandolin. Well I wouldn’t
call it playing yet. Keep at it. Build up the callouses on your fingers. Learn
to pluck the correct strings without looking. One and two and three and four
and… I haven’t gotten to the first song in the book yet but I’m gettingt there.
But it is so slow and it is so tedious. When will this become fun? I watched the Redheaded Express on TV. One of them played the mandolin. She was five.
Man plays only when he is, in the full sense of the word, a
man, and he is only wholly a man when he is playing – Roger Deakin - Wildwood, 2007
Something that was once
New is now
twice blue
Something once red
But was
left in the sun
Now it is pink and
goes guplunk
We know what things cost but have no idea what they are worth – Tony Judt – Ill Fares The Land, 2010 p1
You want to know HOW
Things
shall turn out
We know that they never
Will –
there is no final
Result
I found find a comfortable
Role at least for me
It will be sufficient I opine
And now it is too late
Yet both of us shall
Die at some arbitrary
SPOT
There is glory in going to war
There is martyrdom in not coming
HOME
Johnny will turn three in the
Spring
The window has a wonderful view of a lake / but the view
doesn’t view itself. / It exits in this
world / colorless, shapeless, / soundless, odorless, and painless. // The
lake’s floor exists floorlessly, / and its shore exits shorelessly – Wislawa Szymborska – Poem s New and Collected, 1957-1997,
1998 p185
Ideas come to rest in material
They ossify in the form
Of
cogwheels
With every sudden change
In the
climate
They break out and cry
Sobbing they mutter:
“Love Thy
Enemy”
Jubilantly they dance and
Carry out
ritual murder
Money is ordered selfishness brought
into relation with efficiency. An enormous organization of selfishness
according to the hierarchical order of how it is earned – Robert Musil - The Man Without Qualities p1672
Don’t ‘Duck and Cover’ in an earthquake. Almost everyone who
gets under something is crushed to death. Instead get into the void between
uncrushable objects
Foreign occupation and not religious
extremism seems to be the primary cause of increased frequency of suicide
bombing. What 95% of all suicide attacks since the 1980s have had in common is
not religion but a specific strategic objective: to compel a democratic state
to withdraw combat forces from territory the terroritr consider their homeland
- Robert Pape – Cutting the Fuse, 2010
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