I tramp a perpetual journey, (come listen all!) My signs are a rain-proof coat, good shoes, and a staff cut from the woods, No friend of mine takes his ease in my chair, I have no chair, no church, no philosophy, I lead no man to a dinner-table, library, exchange, But each man and each woman of you I lead upon a knoll, My left hand hooking you round the waist, My right hand pointing to landscapes of continents and...
It’s time to stake a claim in the new $1.776 billion slush fund for those targeted unfairly by the government. I will accept nothing less than $5 million for: the fact that every day I have to be living with the shame of being an American; that my subscription to media outlets I had formerly enjoyed now are brim full with the evil committed by a salacious regime only moderately acquainted with the Constitution or the nation’s history; that their...
I sometimes grab a random quote from Tolstoy’s diaries to get inspiration for the day. Not because I’m about to write anything, just to touch ground as it were. Here’s the quote: Fell in love, or imagined that I had; was at a party and lost my head. Bought a horse I have no need of whatsoever. Rules. Don’t offer a price for a thing you don’t need. On arriving at a ball, ask someone to dance at once and...
I would say time is divided into many rivers, but that’s probably from reading too much science fiction. Listen and learn. Time is divided into two rivers: one flows backward, devouring life already lived; the other moves forward with you exposing your life. For a single second they may be joined. Now. This is that moment, the drop of an instant that washes away the past. It is the present. It is in your hands. Racing, slipping, tumbling like a...
The film follows the routine life of Hirayama, who cleans public restrooms and during his breaks, relaxes by having a bite to eat on a park bench and taking photos of the sun shining through the leaves above. I have since learned that the word in Japanese for the appreciation of sunlight coming through a canopy of leaves overhead is komorebi (木漏れ日). I have a trove of photos like that, so it should have its own word. I also learned...