A post on what I’ve gained from blogging, and what it has failed to give me. And on the challenge of investing time and energy in well-defined plans with endless distractions so easy to come by.
Category: Prose
Solved: HTML/CSS Formatting for Hanging Indent Lines in Poems
If you have been frustrated by trying to format (basic) poems for the web, here is the answer for emulating traditional print poem formatting, no matter the window size.
The Stock Market is not the Economy, the GDP is not the Economy
A commentary on the shallowness of media and popular dialogue about the economy. I have read that the inventor of the GDP figure never intended it to be a stand in for national well-being or success.
The Unreality of Truth
Our mental apparatus is extremely handy, but not entirely logical and factual. Picasso himself, in a test, once authenticated an El Mir forgery of him, and also declared his own piece a forgery. Our memories slide along, a tiny bead of coordinates at the join of sliding short mid and long term layers, which themselves […]
Tetris as a Metaphor for Life
The pieces are always falling, and you are always spinning, jimmying them into position and together.. Eminently arranging your selves, your thoughts, your time bits and pieces and hours and days and weeks..
Unitarian Panpsychist Prayer
Unitarian Panpsychist Prayer Universal Principle, Who goes by many names & all names & no names, who is all genders & no genders, who is eternal of eternities, who is infinity of infinites, who is all things & some things & no things & void, who is in any being at any time, who is […]
Steps to Philosophy, Steps to the Central Loop of Human Concepts
An interesting wikipedia clade: “Wikipedia trivia: if you take any article, click on the first link in the article that isn’t in parentheses or italic, and then repeat, you will eventually end up in “Philosophy”. from the mouseover text of http://xkcd.com/903/ which the picture for I can’t post for some reason. I find this fascinating and […]
Disembodied from Earth
amber sparks imitation / automatic writing – to-edit-2020 initially the ramp went sideways There was no time. We weren’t there. No one was. No one ever had been. Our pieces fell into place but there was nowhere to go. We were lost. Lost without our human bodies. Tearing of faces, tearing of hair except that […]
Obfuscated Prose
At the center of this cluster was a jabberwock spewing nonsensical portmanteaus and an occasional funny idea in the abstract. Postfixtion, sylvan skreekers, replaceable faces, automation facsimile, ruinous word, and artfully destroyed among them. The mutations of the mu biota in the sector spread mostly imperceptibly, since they bounce from the execution queue of non-compiling […]
Lost in Mist 