Wednesday, June 21, 2017

№ 319. Urban Sketches

Time & Tide


"Loneliness is personal, and it is also political. Loneliness is collective; it is a city. As to how to inhabit it, there are no rules and nor is there any need to feel shame, only to remember that the pursuit of individual happiness does not trump or excuse our obligations to each another. We are in this together, this accumulation of scars, this world of objects, this physical and temporary heaven that so often takes on the countenance of hell. What matters is kindness; what matters is solidarity. What matters is staying alert, staying open, because if we know anything from what has gone before us, it is that the time for feeling will not last."

Friday, June 9, 2017

№ 315. Saturday Fun Machine

"The experience of research takes place as a struggle with the mystery of reality, according to the partial but original perspective offered by the scientific method. In various ways, scientists are moved by the hope of grasping the order and direction of the natural world, taking account of it in the cosmic context in which we live, and catching sight of the possible unity of the universe behind the multiplicity of forms....


Saturday, May 13, 2017

Saturday, May 6, 2017

№ 309. Sunday Full of Grace



Do you know what it means to be struck by grace?

We cannot transform our lives, unless we allow them to be transformed by the stroke of grace. It happens or it does not happen. And certainly it does not happen when we try to force it upon ourselves, just as it shall not happen so long as we think, in our self-complacency, that we have no need of it.

№ 308. Happy Mother's Week

"We are born of love. Love is our mother" --- Rumi




Mothers, love em, hate em, and love em still in the end. Through and through. I know I'm a week ahead. So Happy Mother's Week, then.


Sunday, April 23, 2017

№ 306. Sunday Through Square Lenses


Lectores de las palabras perdido (Readers of the lost words).
Blindfolded, the Jesuit reads a catechism,
the Augustinian, a novena in Tagalog, while
the Recollect recites a Visayan prayer.
The Dominican holds a box with the tithes
collected for all the lost words.

The Philippines was colony of Spain for about three hundred thirty three years. Yes, 333 years! 333 years divided by 20 years, for every generation, equals 16.65 generations.


Saturday, April 22, 2017

№ 305. Waking Up to Binary Dreams 2

Layered Realities

Are we real? What if we're just a dream? A meme? Or looped replay of a song created by a civilization long gone? What if we’re living in a computer simulation?

Sunday, April 16, 2017

№ 304. Mulanay Through Square Lenses

Field trips are fun. I haven't joined one in a while--- for about a year.


Fellow hunters of good angles, light, food and laughs.

Happy feet are feet on field trips.

Monday, April 3, 2017

№ 303. Peregrines

The Arrival tells a universal story of immigration. The story is about a man leaving his home to find work and support his family. The "graphic novel" conveys messages of solitude, alienation, and hope in a foreign land.




Saturday, April 1, 2017

№ 302. Notes from the Universe

“If one wanted to crush and destroy a man entirely, to mete out to him the most terrible punishment,” wrote Dostoevsky, “all one would have to do would be to make him do work that was completely and utterly devoid of usefulness and meaning.”


Know Thyself

№ 301. Decline to Decadence

Party's over, West. Asia is the new center of world. And Asians will no longer play coy about who should rule this part of the world. Move aside pale ghosts of our colonial masters. We are stepping up.


Thursday, March 30, 2017

№ 300. Making Whoopee

I remember Whoopi. What in the world is she doing?! Come out, come out wherever you are.... 911 Whoopi. 911.




Saturday, March 25, 2017

№ 299. Six Degrees of Reset

After the Oscar mix-up, following the Brexit vote, FBI Investigation, Fukushima meltdown and the series of surreal events, will we finally witness some normalcy (please supply definition here)?



№ 298. Sunday Love Songs

“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

 


Monday, March 20, 2017

№ 297. In the Era of Post-Truth, Fake News, and Lies

"Error is continually repeated in action, and that is why we must not tire of repeating in words what is true." --- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

 


№ 296. Superstition

"Superstition is the poetry of life; so it does the poet no harm to be superstitious." --- Johann Wolfgang von Goeth


Sunday, January 15, 2017

№ 295. Yuja Wang

When Gershwin is infused with fire, what you have is Rhapsody in Blue played by Yuja Wang. Or Manhattan painted on the keyboard.