Monday, September 21, 2020
Friday, September 18, 2020
When Joe Biden avowed in mid-August that “the soul of America is on the ballot,” he was as vitally accurate as the so-called “Idea of America” is readily forgotten by predatory politics.
Twelve years beyond Obama’s 2004 declaration that “there is no Red America, there is no Blue America; there is the united states of America,” he hallmarked the humanity of the American Idea at the U.N. and at Hiroshima. Then, last month he avowed the sacredness of our citizenship.
I’ve wanted to show how the integral futurity of oneSself flourishing is the point of historical value, the soul of humanism (upcoming), the appeal of humanities (more coming), and the humanitarian heart of enlightened governance (never ending).
The soul of one’s life is always on the road to making and keeping the soul of one’s neighborhood as largely horizoned as one’s region needs from everyone for thriving.
Can the promise of American democracy depend on cherishing the “impossible” Idea of being an American soul?
The question is fun to explore.
-- gary e. davis --- 11:52 PM
Saturday, September 12, 2020
Thursday, September 03, 2020
Saturday, August 29, 2020
Several new projects are going to intersect in coming weeks: “summer constellation” is begun by “a caring profession” (already noted below), but the latter leads into the new “days go by” section of the g.com Area “being in Time,” whose first posting is “late August, 2020.”
I don’t know that my Aug. 23 posting, “I caused his death? Sorry, dude…” fits into anything but a longstanding, marginal interest in discursive polemic.
“Being ‘conventional’” happened as prelude to beginning a third new project, “prospecting democratic futures, 2020” with today’s “for a world beyond throwaway words.”
Also, there is “an Earthanity” today at literairy living
Saturday, July 04, 2020
I finished my cherished project, “Spring Points,” which implicitly alludes to the sections being bases (backgrounding) for later work. Yet, I also have “secret” interest in constellating which is phenomenally troped by pointillistic thinking in art.
“Night neighbors the stars.”
Sunday, June 28, 2020
Wording words in days going by…
Is want of novelty the point of narrative play?
Some solitude of high flourishing, love of, in creative living
reads another for literary venturing of comprehensive
inspiration, authoriality reserved
in authorship, more Earthly dancing
-- gary e. davis --- 2:06 PM
Sunday, May 31, 2020
Early April’s holism about “weathering the war on virality” got merged into an extension of all that, which is now a focused excursion relative to excellent journalism regarded as a digital commons, mostly employing articles from the NYTimes.
That becomes a somewhat rigorous appreciation of how a small set of relevant articles become an annotated conversation about American humanity (between the article authors and myself).
-- gary e. davis --- 7:15 PM
Thursday, May 14, 2020
Monday, April 20, 2020
The streets around campus are quiet because few cars pass by. But some students are still living in their fraternity houses—and need to escape their sheltering by a party outside. Since they like to blast music into the street, eerie results can sometimes happen: no blast, rather a heartfelt song soundtracking the day, as if the sky is a dome embracing our belonging together.
Saturday was “One World: Together at Home.” Sunday, I imagined Taylor Swift’s solo performance of “Soon You’ll Get Better” filling
the outside air.
Beyond healing that you’ll inevitably live, there’ll then be your chances again to get better and better at living your loves.
-- gary e. davis --- 12:01 AM
Saturday, April 18, 2020
Monday, April 13, 2020
“foresting life” is an improvisation about genomics portending post-natural humanity.
It derives from an email letter to the author of a NY Review of Books article on Darwin, written in light of the author’s interest in genomics,
as represented by his book description of his Tangled Tree (which I’ve ordered) about a paradigm shift in evolutionary genetic modeling.
-- gary e. davis --- 1:27 AM
Sunday, April 05, 2020
So, now I’ve earned license to fly away into my own heights again.
I forgot to note in mid-March that a new introductory discussion for The Project was uploaded: “‘being well’ in relation to ‘well-being’.” And the g.com “sense of site” was clarified.
-- gary e. davis --- 5:10 PM
Saturday, March 28, 2020
What a pleasure to be a NYTimes “Pick” at comments on an article
I loved reading. Of the editors’ few picks, out of over 400 comments,
I’m the last word!
Now, not to burden you with intricacies, please bear with me to a figurative (non-intricate) end.
-- gary e. davis --- 2:15 PM
Saturday, March 14, 2020
Gorgeous days have come to Berkeley, just as the Covid-19 scare causes Cal’s botanically-lush campus to become as quiet as spring break.
I completed the “set of aims” that I mentioned March 6, but went to bed last night a little despaired about how I could do anything with it briefly for an update here.
This morning, I became enchanted by an astronomy article in the NYTimes, which caused me to spend the morning writing exotically
to the author, David Overbye. Then, I turned that into a blog posting,
“for astro-science funding—then beyond.”
What to do with the elaborate organization of notes that express the set of aims remains to be seen. But the thematic distance from the “way post...” below (textist) to “—then beyond” (cosmic) tropes the scale of my aims.
-- gary e. davis --- 12:17 AM
Monday, March 09, 2020
A new post, above the one before (above the one before (above the one before…)) allegorizes increasing departure (going up as pathing forward). Reading down the list as going back and disclosing implicit presumption by what’s above: that the writing has already lived what going down recalls.
With diaries, a reader opens to the beginning and reads into the future. With blogging, a reader opens to the present and increasingly (reading down) finds a past.
Yet, the writer’s present is implicitly drawing itself into an anticipatory path.
-- gary e. davis --- 4:00 PM
Sunday, March 08, 2020
I need time until Sunday for an update here, because I have a set of aims I can’t be fair to, by late tonight.
No, I can’t get it done. Too much aim, too little time.
I’ll have it before Friday, Mar. 14 (he said).
But the g.com home page update (March 7) got more interesting.
Last night, I streamed “The Handmaiden” (2016) which is amazing—
and thanks to the stop-and-start option of streaming, one can be sure
to not get frustrated by subtitle reading amid major action. Later
discussing this feminist fable of duplicity will be fun.
Now, I’m going to stream “The Souvenir” (2019).
-- gary e. davis --- 2:30 PM
Saturday, February 15, 2020
While gathering notes (pertaining to a specific project) that are scattered across 10+ years of gardening, I found (several days ago) a paragraph
I deleted from a September 2015 posting which relates to an interview
of writer Siri Hustvedt, May 2019, I saw today, titled “‘I’m writing for my life’.”
She says “…‘I want to write another novel, but I also want to write this philosophical book, and I have many, many essays now that I should put together in another collection’.” Then, “she drops her voice to a whisper,” says the interviewer: “…‘I’m a little nuts, I am working like a maniac to get it in before I die.’” She’s 65.
-- gary e. davis --- 1:10 AM
Friday, January 17, 2020
I assume that my conversive title seems facile. But idealizing a highly flourishing way of life (of others, at least—as learning never ends) is
to me anticipating an intimacy of creativity with such a way of life.
Over the years, I’ve made brief notes from time to time about what I felt creativity is, which now aggregates into a rich textual tapestry.
I always thought of such improvisation as precursory to really understanding creativity via researchers specializing in the study of this. But the leading research (which I’ve accumulated over the years, too, without yet dwelling with it) is disappointing, now that I’ve read through a lot of it, because they’re seeking some general structuring of significant novelty as such, which tends to undermine the topic, the more specific one is.
-- gary e. davis --- 11:48 PM