Full Version—(All 43 DFW style Footnotes, which contains a narrative within itself, is there.) This was written 2 months ago as a school essay, but it grew out of control. Water, Fasting, Seneca, and Nietzsche Consider these: Gandhi fasted for 21 days to protest against British rule of India; Soviet prisoners fasted for freedom in … Continue reading Water, Fasting, Seneca, and Nietzsche
Diary Feb.20. Buddhism, David Foster Wallace, Crime and Punishment, and the Sea
2-20 It was a fine day. I finished an Arendt, read some Dostoevsky, some Blake, some CaoXueQing. The Story of A Rock is a great work, but it is really a bit long; although it is always these long volumes that change one’s life. Reading these really long things is like entering a cult. It … Continue reading Diary Feb.20. Buddhism, David Foster Wallace, Crime and Punishment, and the Sea
(Inspired by Waiting for Godot) Waiting for the Apple Pencil
This is for a bit of fun and a bit of laughs. Named after Samuel Beckett's famous play and inspired by the many times in which my sister loses her Apple Pencil. Waiting For Godot Albert: Brother of Suzanne. Age: 16-18. Tall, rather slim. Suzanne: Sister of Albert. Age: 10-12. Prepubescently naive. Cashier: Maintains a … Continue reading (Inspired by Waiting for Godot) Waiting for the Apple Pencil
God Damn, is Writing a Sonnet Difficult
During the weekends I tried to write a Sonnet and... God Damn, is writing a sonnet difficult, Writing in blank verse is sufficiently hard. The five iambs and rhyming couplets choke. No wonder Sonnets mark the finest bard... So here is my miserable attempt at a Shakespearian Sonnet... The image of perfection, Luna's heir Who … Continue reading God Damn, is Writing a Sonnet Difficult
Othello
Shakespeare has always been an intimidating figure, a writer whom one praise but do not read. Finally I have urged myself to visit Shakespeare. It was not easy. It felt like a leap of faith. I did not know what was on the other side of the door, for all I know, it could well … Continue reading Othello
The Clouds of the Sky
Now shall I make my soul, Compelling it to study In a learned school Till the wreck of body, Slow decay of blood, Testy delirium Or dull decrepitude, Or what worse evil come – The death of friends, or death Of every brilliant eye That made a catch in the breath – Seem but the … Continue reading The Clouds of the Sky
On the Road
Damn. On the Road was a hell of a ride, a true delight, a complete joy. Radiating out of the words and phrases and paragraphs is a frantic energy that propels one forward, without preparing one for what is to come. It really felt like the road, reading this novel that is. The excitement intertwined … Continue reading On the Road
Seized – a poem
I When the clock strikes twelve the second time of the day, I shall, with my love and hatred and regret, fade. My memories will gyre high in the night sky Like specks of dust, Sailing amongst the stars, glittering under the moonlight. I hope my last Eighty-Six-Thousand-Four-Hundred-Seconds may be well spent. But for … Continue reading Seized – a poem
Conjectures and Refutations – Karl Popper
How I wish all books of Philosophy are written like Conjectures and Refutations... It is entertaining whilst staying profound. What more can I ask? Perhaps because Popper is a philosopher of Science, there is little bull***tStarting from the idea of falsification as the criteria of demarkation between Philosophy and Science, Popper moves on and applies … Continue reading Conjectures and Refutations – Karl Popper
The Girard Reader
Are humans the mimetic animal? Girard says yes. We model ourselves with respect to others, we desire what others desire, and we do what others do. This is the greatest human virtue and the most insidious human flaw... The Scapegoat : According to Girard, human society undergoes a multi-step universal cycle. A model desires an … Continue reading The Girard Reader
