From the unreal, lead me to the real, From darkness, lead me to light From death, lead me to deathlessness -brihadaranyaka Upanishad Advertisements
feels strange to write for pleasure on a screen, pressing buttons and typing every letter sequentially, with no fluidity of motion. how can one possibly take oneself seriously, not that one necessarily should. if i have something of importance i … Continue reading
Geertz about Foucault’s philosophy: The past is not prologue, like the discrete strata of Schliemann’s site, it is a mere succession of buried presents. (2010, 30).
Night of 7-8 April. Went to bed round 1 am, drank dream tea 2 hours before sleep. (recounting of dream at 1:05 afternoon, so lots of time has passed since then). I woke up very happy this morning because I … Continue reading