Monday, May 31, 2010
Wandering through a beautiful array of books in a nearby store (not Moe’s) on a perfect spring afternoon, I purchased—well, [insert extended narrative of literary prattle proving allegorical the passage of his days] imagine writing 700+ pages (small font) on how all Literature tends toward The Seven Basic Plots: overcoming the monster, rags to riches. the quest, voyage and return, comedy, tragedy, and rebirth.
-- gary e. davis --- 6:45 PM
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Monday, 5.24 — 9:30 pm
Twelve days without posting...
One day included a short romance with Edward Slingerland’s desire to shape a new sense of “consilience.”
Thursday, 5.27 — 12:50 pm
So, my sense of Flourishing—Flow of bricolagic days, elations of solitude, intimacies, joyful and beautiful living, finding fulfillment and happiness—lives somewhere between good enough days—warmheartedly, wholeheartedly embodied—and such romancing.
-- gary e. davis --- 12:52 PM
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Now done, this longest part of the “conceptuality...” project highlights aspects of living fruitfully, biased toward what I want to dwell with later. Indeed, the entire project feels like a preface (which I say in the discussions too often, maybe).
-- gary e. davis --- 7:45 PM
Friday, May 07, 2010
Yes, “living fruitfully,” where a nectarine of license may weave into a narrative sorbet.
Yet, that’s an ever-arriving futurity, not the thereby ever-distancing past, as making life a working “art” is an aspirational importance of ever-anewing potential in things (and quote marks, a sign of humility, as well as ever-present questioning).
-- gary e. davis --- 9:44 AM
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Standing “under” the stars, at a jogging track carved into a hill
above the university, surrounded by Berkeley, next to the black Bay waters, and the pointillistic carpet of San Francisco lights in the black distance—so many lights, each for the little surround below each, for its street. Only the likes of me and airliners see the metro array. It all
-- gary e. davis --- 9:22 PM
Saturday, May 01, 2010
“From this I reach…philosophy”
from Virginia Woolf, Moments of Being:
“The shock-receiving capacity is what makes me a writer. I hazard the explanation that a shock is at once in my case followed by the desire to explain it. I feel that I have had a blow, but it is not, as I thought as a child, simply a blow from an enemy hidden behind the cotton wool of daily life; it is or will become a revelation of some order; it is a token
-- gary e. davis --- 8:54 PM
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