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D.H. Lawrence and Insouciance

"Don't explain your philosophy. Embody it." - Epictetus The night before last I re-read D.H. Lawrence's essay titled "Insouciance." The author describes being away on a trip, fully present and enjoying his surroundings, only to be distracted from the present moment by another guest who is mired in their "caring" about the political climate at… Continue reading D.H. Lawrence and Insouciance

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South and West, Joan Didion

I've finished reading "South and West: From a Notebook" by Joan Didion. At one hundred and twenty-six pages, this was a quick read. If you've been following along you've probably gathered that I've become a fan of Joan Didion's writing. I am familiar with her cadence, her style. I often refer to her as "Saint… Continue reading South and West, Joan Didion

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Elizabeth Wurtzel, and How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb?

There are two Pat Benatar songs stuck in my head right now, both from the same album, "Tropico," which is my favorite Pat Benatar album. I had a copy of "Tropico" way back in the day, bought from the local music store. It was scratched, right out of the sleeve. Couldn't return it. So I… Continue reading Elizabeth Wurtzel, and How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb?

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Beginner’s Luck

When they first learn to do magic, they think the power they wield is their own. The ego is a weak, insatiable, master, and some of the gods are fickle. And some of the gods are not. And some of the gods are devils. And some things are better forgotten. Only fools dare play with… Continue reading Beginner’s Luck