Week in London done.
Had a great time, saw some saints.
TFL did well.
Madrid-bound tomo'.
26 hour coach journey.
Avoid DVT.
"There is change, and departure: but there is also help when least looked for from the strangers of the day, and hiding, out among the accidents of this drifting Humility, never quite to be extinguished, a few small chances for mercy."
Monday, 24 June 2013
Saturday, 15 June 2013
Monday, 3 June 2013
"And I'll turn down eternity unless
The melancholy and the tenderness
Of mortal life; the passion and the pain;
The claret taillight of that dwindling plane
Off hesperus; your gesture of dismay
On running out of cigarettes; the way
You smile at dogs; the trail of silver slime
Snails leave on flagstones; this good ink, this rhyme,
This index card, this slender rubber band
Which always forms, when dropped, an ampersand
Are found in Heaven by the newlydead,
Stored in its strongholds through the years.
Instead..."
- Vladimir Nabokov
The melancholy and the tenderness
Of mortal life; the passion and the pain;
The claret taillight of that dwindling plane
Off hesperus; your gesture of dismay
On running out of cigarettes; the way
You smile at dogs; the trail of silver slime
Snails leave on flagstones; this good ink, this rhyme,
This index card, this slender rubber band
Which always forms, when dropped, an ampersand
Are found in Heaven by the newlydead,
Stored in its strongholds through the years.
Instead..."
- Vladimir Nabokov
Saturday, 1 June 2013
Wednesday, 29 May 2013
Terence McKenna
“We are told ‘no’, we’re unimportant,
we’re peripheral. ‘Get a degree, get a job, get this, get that.’ And
then you’re a player, but you don’t want to play in the game. You want
to reclaim your mind and get it out of the hands of the cultural
engineers who want to turn you into a half-baked moron consuming all
this trash that’s being manufactured out of the bones of a dying world.”
– Terence McKenna
– Terence McKenna
Wednesday, 22 May 2013
Faust on emotional honesty.
The few of understanding, vision rare,
who veiled not from the herd their hearts, but tried,
poor generous fools, to lay their feelings bare,
them have men always burnt and crucified.
who veiled not from the herd their hearts, but tried,
poor generous fools, to lay their feelings bare,
them have men always burnt and crucified.
Thursday, 16 May 2013
Thursday, 25 April 2013
Thursday, 28 March 2013
Ambling Alp
Monday, 18 March 2013
Monday, 11 March 2013
Schopenhauer on marriage
"Marrying means to grasp blindfolded into a sack hoping to find an eel amongst an assembly of snakes."
Friday, 22 February 2013
Sunday, 17 February 2013
"Every Monday morning Wölfli is given a new pencil and two large
sheets of unprinted newsprint. The pencil is used up in two days; then
he has to make do with the stubs he has saved or with whatever he can
beg off someone else. He often writes with pieces only five to seven
millimetres long and even with the broken-off points of lead, which he
handles deftly, holding them between his fingernails. He carefully
collects packing paper and any other paper he can get from the guards
and patients in his area; otherwise he would run out of paper before the
next Sunday night. At Christmas the house gives him a box of coloured pencils, which lasts him two or three weeks at the most."
Wednesday, 13 February 2013
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