This is my stream-of-consciousness answer to a school book club question about Brave New World (which I read a few years ago and recently revisited in audio form). Question: "If like in the novel, the technology of ‘test tube babies’ (in vitro fertilisation and development) is perfected someday in the future, would you agree or … Continue reading Some Thoughts on “Brave New World”
A short story on responsibility, fatherhood, and love.
The venture into the public sphere. The joy in revelation. The fear in revelation. Loneliness. Dasein's authentic mode of being.
I broke my fast today during Dinner; I’ve fasted for exactly 4 days. I planned for 5 but it is Friday and I had family obligations to attend for. Observations: a) I could smell food when no smell was present. E.g., fried rice, braised pork, stir-fried vegetables. b) Reading became much more difficult because of … Continue reading Breaking a 4-day fast. Two Observations on Epistemology and Ethics. March-5th Diary.
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
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
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
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
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
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