It is getting harder and harder to breathe. The world grows smaller as storms gather. All night the storm raged…
As a result of recent conversations, my life-long closest friend Diego wrote the following. If you’re lucky as we are, you have such a friend whose interests and thoughts match yours so closely that it seems that you were separated at birth in a dream. We both felt from the days of our youth when chance brought us together that, to paraphrase Bob Dylan, it was not he, she, them, or it that we belonged to, or that we would ever gargle in the rat race choir for those who make the rules to terrorize humanity.
“To hell with the truth! As the history of the world proves, the truth has no bearing on anything. It’s…
“In the mountains of truth, you never climb in vain.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche Early June. Dawn brings mist covered mountains…
Men who burn children alive are not rejected outright, but are found to have redeeming qualities by their political supporters. Something so inconceivably terrible is happening in full view, but what it signifies about Biden and Trump, the Democrats and the Republicans, is let slide, as if genocide were just a minor foible.
Although Memorial Day in the United Sates is ostensibly a day for honoring soldiers killed in wars, it is, rather,…
James Agee (November 27, 1909 – May 16, 1955) On the Romantic poet John Keats’ tombstone in the…
My mother at ninety years-old While days like Mother’s Day are corny, they do elicit memories. I think of my…
“Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past. What…