Alan Davies
Thursday, May 27, 2021
Tuesday, May 25, 2021
S. Howe says that poetry is redemption from pessimism.
i felt perma stoned all day yesterday and i suspect it's the allergies given that i slept 9 hours the night before.
Last night I had a dream that myene and I were sharing a huge room, there was a sliding wooden door in between us. a buffer if you will. we were both in our respective beds when I swung it open (the wooden door). my cat, basket ventured on her side of the room.
Every 8 months or so I have a dream where myene makes a guest appearance. I wonder what my analyst will make of this dream.
Maybe I dreamt of her last night because Katie annoyed me yesterday. She demands a lot of attention and gets prideful when she doesn't get it. I hope she didn't take me sending her that agnes martin essay on pride and failure the wrong way...
Thursday, May 20, 2021
polymathic foray into the elemental connectedness of all things
“Books are weird. You just sit on the couch in your apartment and feel things - these unreasonably deep, cavernous things - and then you look up and it’s the same stupid world. Nothing’s changed, not even you.”
http://www.artandpopularculture.com/Celestial_Emporium_of_Benevolent_Knowledge
borges the analytical language of john wilkins pdf