there you are

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Blogging is a free space for a philosophical writer to hide in plain view, “lost” in the massive crowd, suggestive of our metropolitan condition.

There’s always more ephemerae worth noting than good sense would give time to. So, something deeply personal may be less about what’s said than about hope for lastingness in Meaning in times that keep us largely vacuous. Let alone difficult philosophical concerns?

We don’t have time but to ponder why anyone would give time to such “things”. (I’ll put the sentential period outside the quote mark because I want to! That’s vacuous? Expressive of linguistic self-possession,
the mark of The Literary?)

Who is playing for keeps in wording? (Is it amazing that you've
found me?)

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