Archive for January, 2006
Posted in January 26th, 2006
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between the eye and the world outside
(what world outside? what eye?)
there is a hair-thin gap
(what gap? what hair?)
that will not be crossed
(cross now).
between the fingertip and tear-shaped leaf
(what tip? what tear?)
absence like a ribcage breathes
(what sense? what cage?)
and hides the in-iteslf away
(cross now).
between desire and the spider it obscures
(what web? [...]
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Posted in January 25th, 2006
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Opiate in Uncategorized
So the Pope has written a letter about love — 70 pages long. It is remarkable in that it adds nothing whatsoever to the philosophical or theological literature on the subject. It appears that the Pope has been reading Erich Fromm’s Art of Loving. There is nothing wrong with this, and I [...]
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Posted in January 24th, 2006
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Opiate in Uncategorized
What occured in the light, goes on in the dark: but the other way around, too. What we experience in dreams — assuming that we experience it often — belongs in the end just as much to the over-all economy of our soul as anything experienced “actually”: we are richer or poorer [...]
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Posted in January 19th, 2006
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It’s January in Memphis . . .
and a sunny 65 degrees . . .
Russia is approaching 40 below zero, and zookeepers are injecting animals with vodka . . .
Tsunamis, floods, hurricanes . . .
Maybe Mr. Lovelock is right . . .
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Posted in January 18th, 2006
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“For what indeed is man? Consider the earth within the endless darkness of space in the universe. By way of comparison it is a tiny grain of sand; between it and the next grain of the same size there extends a mile or more of emptiness; on the surface of this grain of [...]
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Posted in January 18th, 2006
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So William Shatner sold a kidney stone he passed last year for $25,000 . . .
And it was purchased by a casino . . .
Personally, I think he should press his luck and start packaging other excretions:
Ziplock of Shatner Toenails: $100
Sandwich Bag of Shatner Pubic Hair: $200
Sack of Shatner Shit: [...]
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Posted in January 15th, 2006
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So the “literary world” is having a collective tantrum over James Frey’s novel, A Million Little Pieces. Marketed as a “memoir,” the piece turns out to contain a lot of what is commonly known as “bullshit.” Mr. Frey apparently invented his criminal persona — or at least wildly exaggerated it. This has [...]
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