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 [...]
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The Director’s Cut
Posted in Books, Friendship, HY Art, work, Writing, 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 | 1 Comment »
Cool Change
Posted in HY Art, Love, Writing, tagged climate change, Friendship, Greek mythology, Henry Miller, Love, Nietzsche, pomegranates, Sexuality, Sexus, Twilight of the Idols on February 1, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Slice an opening at the top, then gently pull the halves apart with your hands. A line from a letter by a former lover, my pen pal, a fellow student of Foucault. Attached to a gift, a pair of pomegranates, sent to me in the mail from Anglesea. These bold letters are instructions for opening [...]