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 Have I mentioned that a wind blowing up my nose inflated me to gigantesquerie, and flew me, uprose, (rows encolumnated, hedgerows overthrown), and gave to every cipher just the meaning it coul...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/04/aubade.html

>  If I ask myself why I do certain, in some sense altruistic, > things, the answer that seems most apt is "because I don't want to > live in a world where..." I ...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/04/names-for-things.html

"One, two, three, ONE; one, two three, TWO; one, two three THREE..." We were supposed to chant aloud as we did our calisthenics, in gym class. If an exercise had four sub-moves to it, we counted...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/04/autistic-kid.html

When this poem germinated I was thinking only of vultures, of their long patient deliberations in the sky: the math teacher walked into it and surprised me. He was an ancient man who taught me ca...

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And the sky en vidrios corúscat, multisplending; O sake us for God, and mend us for bendas, bensittay! Say clearly what you mean, before you end your say. Look where the vultures ride the the...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/03/in-praise-of-huntress-moon.html

> Time is our home and death is our friend  >  > -- Iain McGilchrist, Knock when you come to the west door; be sure to touch the river pebble in your pocket  for luck; forget yo...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/03/lever.html

> ‘You do not know your danger, Théoden,’ interrupted Gandalf. > ‘These hobbits will sit on the edge of ruin and discuss the > pleasures of the table, or the sm...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/03/the-history-of-smoking-not-parsimony.html

The clouds have not quite lost their grip on the mountain's hair blow though the wind blows, but the fall leans away and misses the splash pool: March is master here. The god whispers at my e...

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The Matter With Things is two weighty volumes, some 1,500 heavily footnoted pages, not even counting the appendices; and you might think I would have finished it with a sigh of relief, and ...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/03/again-matter-with-things.html

It is idle, I suppose. "Civilizational collapse," I intone, as if I knew what that meant, or what it portended. What it means is -- precisely that I don't know, that I can't guess. Bad times, at ...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/02/collapse.html

Picture my astonishment, when reading Keiji Nishitani, to find a Buddhist Heideggerian soberly discussing sin, for all the world as though it was allowed, as though it were something that could ...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/02/reprise.html

A couple comments, here and on Facebook, gave rise to a discussion with myself, last night, as I walked under the night sky. Some people said, they have never had any interest in any religious to...

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This business of pretending not to believe -- like a scientist who devotes his life to discovering what is true, and pretends not to believe in truth -- that's what's exhausting. And that's why I...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/02/pretending-not-to-believe.html

I am unfamiliar with the trends of literary fashion, nowadays -- praise be to God! -- so I have no idea how Robert Louis Stevenson is faring. Probably worse than ever. But remember that he wrote ...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/02/a-blue-behinded-ape-home-from-hill.html

Oh, man. I so needed a morning like this, a long morning studying at Tom's, equal parts of Juan Rulfo's Pedro Páramo -- which is a fabulous book -- and Greek. What with one thing and another my...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/01/quotidian.html

That he is vanishing all men know:  a lift slant eyelid tells them so,  not that I think it's noticed much --  not a vanishment as such --  so much as shrinking from the touch, a disincl...

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So I practice. Visualize space not as empty, but as overflowing with sensitivity and awareness: not an emptiness, but an ocean. Picture each supposed atomic particle as a world of luxuriant life,...

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Finished The Matter With Things , including all eight appendices, and now I'm feeling a little lost and forlorn. I didn't really expect him to end by giving me marching orders, but there ling...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2024/01/the-matter-with-things.html

  My Chinese office-mate, back at Informix, when I asked her for a Chinese surname, gave me this: fei4, "fey" with a falling tone. It is a surname, and it sounds roughly like the first syl...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2023/12/squander.html

In that house I would learn all I know about being unhappy: which is a considerable amount, for such an improbably fortunate person. I learned to consume treats continually, while reading books a...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2023/11/the-house-my-stepfather-built.html

But that is not what I want to spend the little time left saying: there are plenty of justifiers of violence thronging the courts already: nothing I could say will be left unsaid. Turn; go back. ...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2023/11/manifest-mistake.html

Many of my (mostly Left and far-Left) friends are baffled by my finding this situation complex, and some of them are outraged by my heavily-qualified sympathy for the Israeli side. So -- to clear...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2023/11/the-israel-hamas-war.html

I am rebuked for silence, while a carrier group  worth the assessed value of a midsize nation sails into the Eastern Med, and fabulous sums are handed over on my behalf. If you really can't tell...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2023/10/i-am-rebuked-for-silence.html

Kierkegaard suggests that we're depressed, in modern times, precisely because we're trying to live in the present moment: we have emptied the past and the future of all meaning. "Everything is cu...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2023/09/everything-is-cut-away-but-present.html

Interregnum. Summer has lost its grip, but Fall has not yet taken hold: cloudy, quiet, rainless days appear one by one and vanish. In the evening, Vega or Arcturus appear, dim and inarticulate, i...

http://koshtra.blogspot.com/2023/08/interregnum.html