Friday, November 28, 2025
autumn 2025
The long-viewed Project of a life sprouts from aspiring.
Decades later, its actualized aspiration may gain conception retrospectively: what the aspiration really was in light of the aspiring.
That wouldn’t be about what aspiration actually yielded; rather, what can be said of aspiration as such, aspiring as such, relative to so many years.
I’m getting close to a conception which satisfies me, but not there yet.
October 10
In times of tyranny, one turns to art, emigrates internally up to that resort. Trump unwittingly teaches how that happened in Germany.
But the art of futuring hope must rise beyond resilience.
Meanwhile, there’s too much to understand!
So, writing becomes promissory post cards about venturing to share.