Descartes
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Winter in Maine…We Go Dark
Pardon me if I’m about to wax too philosophical. It’s winter in Maine, we retreat, hibernate, go dark. Come spring things will look up. Continue reading
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Like a language disappearing
I mistakenly sometimes think that my ideas are substantial just by putting them down on such fine paper. Continue reading
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Phase of Authenticity
Is it just me, or do other people feel less authentic than they used to? It’s probably just me. I’m not even sure what I mean when I say authentic, but I know it when I feel it. (Kind of like Supreme Court Justice Stewart in 1964, writing about hard-core porn: “I shall not today… Continue reading