I dreamed last night. The sky glowed maroon. Clouds flowed like Van Gogh watches in mist. I balanced my toes on the tassels of our flying carpet and muttered into my father’s ear, listing reasons to dock on land. But the mountains swung jagged beneath us, crusted with pre-dawn celestial glow, and the air…
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Examining, “There are no absolute and fixed truths.”
Nietzsche’s famous phase, “There are no absolute and fixed truths,” is at first glance a pessimistic view of reality. But if one looks again, taking into account what truth is, Nietzsche’s face grows even longer.
Fourth of July Podcast
Boston Pops Concert. Lovely. Unfortunately, we couldn’t get a seat on the Promenade, the grassy park extending along the Charles River. People start lining up at 6 a.m. to get into the free extravaganza by the Boston Pops.
Comfort Zone: a poem
When everything feels safe, there is no need to budge. Watch your TV program, and eat your late night fudge.