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July Fly-by

2 Clouds have rolled in over the past few days. Great time to enjoy now-rare solitude at home. Encountered G Arcimboldo’s art, completely by chance. 3 Annie Besant connection in Gravity’s Rainbow – and a mention of Krishna! Reading about Patton pommelling Rommel and listening to Us & Them with its “…forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died…” A good sign (or bad? I prefer good) that I thought for a moment that it was the 4 th  of July. Facepalm levels of inadequacy in communication, but I rise above it and give them more words. I got a multitude of words in my head. Carpal tunnel is acting up, though. And this mouse has gathered quite a thick underbelly of grime.  Tomorrow  morning, Mission Wipeout. 4 Just a glance at Dream Theater’s Falling Into Infinity cover, and I knew there was something that rang a bell: Google affirmed that it is Storm Thorgerson’s work – hence its Pink Floyd-ness. New keyboard, btw. Took the Mission Wipeout quite seriously,...

Albert Camus: The Myth of Sisyphus _Pt. 1

Quotes and remarks while reading from the translation by James Wood (Penguin) [Intro] "...religion is all hypocrisy and nonsense." Grand Inquisitor section of The Brothers Karamazov "Camus cannot know that God does not exist;...Camus proposes awareness itself." "...oppose the world's meaninglessness with our revolt, our freedom, and our passion." One of the most poignant observations by Mr Wood: "Aware that life is futile, Camus feels himself a stranger to it." A certain callback to The Stranger , methinks. He reproduces the part about the banality of routine (pg. 19), and notes that both Henri Bergson and Camus jeered modern industrial society. He ends the para with "...life is a comic dumb-show." The titular myth is of course the drudgery of futile labor that Sisyphus is cursed with, rolling a boulder up a hill only to have it roll back down, for eternity. Eternity, of course is the life span of humans - there is n...