The Cafe Train Keeps Rolling Along… Slowly
Haven’t written much of late. Not worried. Never am. Been taking a lot of photos, deleting most, fumbling around …
Haven’t written much of late. Not worried. Never am. Been taking a lot of photos, deleting most, fumbling around …
There’s more I want to say, and this goes deeper into who we are and where we are in time, …
A woman named Harah comments on one of my James Joyce videos: “twit,” she eloquently begins, “absolutely no …
I picture a vast garden, with giant craggy rocks and forested hills, shrubs, flowers and grasses, with tall cataracts, …
Uh oh, You write and you’re going to get a response, usually at length. And I don’t do it …
“No matter what forms we observe, but particularly in the organic, we shall find nowhere anything enduring, resting, completed, but …
Haven’t written in quite some time. Thought about it, and my next video too. But there is upheaval in my …
Ok, so I guess I’ll just have to go on my own… All reading is scattered… without the pattern. But …
‘I am a “self-taught” man. I confess it without shame and without pride.’—Elie Faure, Intro to the new edition of …
“History is a fragment of biology—the human moment in the pageantry of species.”—Will Durant, The Age of Louis XIV Right …