ἐπ᾽ εὐτυχίᾳ τῇ μεγίστῃ παρὰ θεῶν ἡ τοιαύτη μανία [sc. ὁ ἔρως] δίδοται Plato, Phaedrus Uniques join together in patterns of inhabiting, unfolding over one-another in love. Love orients our attention, allowing another to disclose themselves to us through focus. Love may dance between many but it is never directed to all at once; love… Continue reading

I’ve lapped so long. As you said. It fair takes. If I lose my breath for a minute or two don’t speak, remember! Once it happened, so it may again. James Joyce, Finnegan’s Wake Heartbeats rapid the memory, a souling needle sewing spirit in stone. Matter threading mattering into matter; anima motions time. God creates… Continue reading

T-t-t-tssssh, T-t-t-tssssh. Cymbal The words on this screen are as much matter as you are. You are motioning matter into enminded meaning through the electricity that runs wild in your muscles. The sign is an extension of your motion, language a doing. Language means because doing means, mattering matter. Every doing is an echo, repetition… Continue reading

How sweet the answer Echo makesTo music at night,When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes,And far away, o’er lawns and lakes,Goes answering light. Thomas Moore, Echo Autos – αὐτός – Self, same, identical, same as, same kind, alone, autistic / Allos – ἄλλος – other, different, distinct, something else, another kind, allistic In the… Continue reading

“My life has been the poem I would have writ,But I could not both live and utter it.” Henry David Thoreau, A Week on the Concord & Merrimack Rivers How do you attend to your body? Do you? Do you attend-to-you or attend-to-others? Neither? Both? Attention is orientation, directedness. Attention and intention are paired, one… Continue reading