Archive for the 'Transcribed from an old journal' Category



Pitching Outside the Strike Zone, Part Vg


h1 Posted 3 years ago at around evening time by oso

September 23, 2003
Cienfuegos, Cuba

This morning, after breakfast as I was on my way out, the husband of the Casa called me over to introduce me to some friends, a couple, the husband of whom is a philosophy professor. We promised to talk later tonight and so on the way over here I began to think [...]

When Inspiration Escapes


h1 Posted 3 years, 5 months ago in the early afternoon by oso

Remember this feeling?:
It’s a completely emotional experience, not rational at all, but you trick yourself into thinking that you’ve rationalized your life, that you’ve come up with the answer, that it all makes sense now. A cruel illusion, because once the feeling is gone, so is the sensibility and you end up pecking away on [...]

September 19, 1999


h1 Posted 8 years, 11 months ago just before lunchtime by oso

I’m at an unnamed cafe in Thamel with by far the best ambience I’ve experienced yet in Nepal. And it looks like if you bring your own CDs they’ll play ‘em. A great study place - and they have veggie (turkaari?) Khursanni so I’ll definitely have to take Jed down here and treat him to [...]

09/18/1999


h1 Posted 8 years, 11 months ago around lunchtime by oso

There are many things that mark the passage of time, most notably seasons, travels, direction of the wind, strength of the moon, and the setting of the sun. Yet I can’t think of a better boundary of time than the beginning of a journal. I must admit that I stopped the woven palm leaf journal [...]