The mechanism of our ordinary knowledge is of a cinematographical kind. Henri Bergson, Creative Evolution
The ancient Egyptians postulated seven souls. Top soul, and the first to leave at the moment of death, is Ren, the Secret Name. This corresponds to my Director. He directs the film of your life from conception to death. The Secret [...]
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The Director’s Cut
Posted in Books, Friendship, HY Art, Writing, work, tagged Bataille, danse macabre, death, Derrida, ethics, faith, Henry Miller, Love, Of Grammatology, philosophy, Sexus, Spinoza, Tom Waits, William Burroughs, Writing and Difference on February 15, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I Wish I Was Ocean-sized
Posted in Books, Friendship, Travel, family, tagged Aeschylus, Brisbane, Broadbeach Waters, Bundaberg, David Foster Wallace, Dionysus, Dreams, family, Friendship, holidays, Infinite Jest, Jane's Addiction, music, oceans, Travel, Woodford folk festival on January 22, 2009 | 1 Comment »
I have returned to Melbourne after six weeks spent in the sun, sand, surf and dust. I have travelled thousands of kilometres by rail, road and air and swam in the Southern and Pacific Oceans. I am utterly exhausted but it’s a good exhaustion like one gets from working out muscles one is unused to [...]