Saturday, July 30, 2022

strings of notes cohering trees



Internet writing easily allows narrative strings to branch like a tree
(or field paths) in which one can get lost.

I guess one could theorize hypertext writing as a kind of string theory
of texted virtuality.

After all, phenomenology was always textual, always about there being this here between us, belonging together in there being our inevitably different stances on there being this same glyphicality—different presence of the same.

Tuesday, July 26, 2022

wanting telicity of appellant cohering



The “Bibliophilia” page (Nov. 2021) gained a second section, “playing to a muse.” And I renamed the page.

Saturday, July 16, 2022

summer 2022



So much has been accomplished, I can’t be brief about it. In a week 
or so, I’ll be ready for new discussions—if I can do better at staying away from my news-tracking habits, away from commenting online 
at articles, away from email discussions, away from checking out books from the library, away, away…


Saturday, June 11, 2022

OneSelf is not basically a matter of ‘subjectivity’



A paragraph in “…still-flowering…” (below today) caused an intended short reference posting to become a long discussion.

Much as I’ve been influenced by Jürgen Habermas, I could never wholly endorse his thinking in part because of his attachment to “subjectivity” in the auspices of his centrally intersubjectivist conception of interaction.

So, see: I don’t forget sober discourse, even though I prefer conceptual play.


...thus, concerted cultivation
of current generations



In tragic times, fidelity to still flourishing is the best response to re-realizing one’s mortality.

My new set of discursive episodes is a milestone. It’s composed of recent and new pages, altogether having variable conceptual difficulty and variable creative license—all part of being a protean kinda guy: “singularity of a still-flowering life.”