The first time-lapse segment I saw on Disneyland was the closest thing to magic I had ever experienced. Normally slow-changing objects or scenes were filmed over hours or days or even weeks with an umoving camera to reveal  glacially-slow and otherwise imperceptible changes of form or color. This was not Disney’s animation work but that of nature itself. This was real and true just outside my door–a state of flux and motion happening every second of every day. I couldn’t see it with my own eyes, …

TIME AND A WORLD OF CHANGE ~ PART III Read more »

REBROADCAST FROM 2005 I know it is said that your enemies will tell you what your friends won’t. And so even though I think of you as my friends, I hope you’ll tell me to my face. I so rankle when I hear it in the speech of others, so if I am guilty please, risk injuring my hidebound ego. Rescue me by pointing it out at once. I’ll do the same for you. We’ll be doing each other a favor, truly. The offense …

(Mis)Figures of Speech Read more »

Even though you’ve heard much less from me here on the once-regular blog (the least since its beginnings in 2002), I sit behind the keyboard every morning and think about you–the mostly Imaginary Audience of Fragments. Without You I’d sit frozen and motionless, not having a would-be friend to tell my stories to. Finally, it’s okay that you are, mostly, not out there. I still remember and leave a place at the table for you. And I am still writing most days, invisible behind …

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Once there was a man who lived on the island of Pangea. The man owned two head of cattle, one bull and one cow. But he owned no land on which to pasture them. But as fortune would have it, through no merit of his own, he was approached by a vastly rich landowner and given charge over a pasture of immense size–so seemingly limitless that the man would never worry over the boundaries of it. He was allowed to use this fertile and …

Parable of A Paradise Lost Read more »

My point was to say, at the beginning of something I thought I was going to write about this morning that, when I sit down to write about the importance of x, I find I can’t go on until I explore its relationship to a-through-zed. It’s nigh impossible to tease any single fact or observation apart from its context in time and space, its place along the continuum in the history of human knowledge. There are no lone truths. Any given bit of data, then, …

Hitched to Everything Else Read more »