You can look back but you cannot go back
The sun has climbed to the center of my life, I feel the height. I am now allowed to play my role. Ahead of me: the big afternoon, the affirmations, the chiseling of cold metaphors, the wisdom of oracles, the old belief that we can tell darkness from the light, the relief of amor fati, ...
A belief is all we have
A belief is all we have to hold on to, some warmth weaning us for darker times when we thicket each other's softest spots, make our fingers lost and blow weightless snow in each other's faces when we make chocolate gestures, blanket soft talk in some rearrangement of tired starlight
June 9. Myriad Intentionality.
The Theory of myriad intentionality. I wrote about this earlier; here I want to be a little bit more precise. But only a little bit. This is not supposed to be a philosophical tractatus and I am not supposed to be a genius to write one. So, then, what is the definition of intentionality? It ...