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I am writing with both hands

2023-01-12

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I woke up to the sound of heavy machinery and rubble: Work has returned to the barrio.

I'm itching too to get my hands back on the tools, here's what I've got on today:

Not too much. "& still, the waves"

Catching up with old friends

I caught up with a friend from Uni yesterday, 10 years almost after I last saw him. It was anticlimatic, good though. We spent most of the time talking about movies, tv-series and comedy. What else is there in the mind of a man in his late 20s?

not in the mood for writing

I haven't felt like writing at all the last few days, but decided I didn't want to mention it in the writing itself. I didn't want those bad vibes.

I'm mentioning it here, now, for posterity.

Stronger than the desire not to write today is the desire to write in general.

A habit must be established before it can be improved. Start small. Master the art of showing up. - James Clear.

and something more dramatic:

P.S.

by Franz Wright

  1. I close my eyes and see
  2. a seagull in the desert,
  3. high, against unbearably blue sky.
  5. There is hope in the past.
  7. I'm writing to you
  8. all the time, I am writing
  10. with both hands,
  11. day and night.

what else

I read a short paper yesterday morning called Divine Darkness, by Eugene Thacker

It was a bit academic, and referenced a whole lot of mysticism scholars I didn't know. It did have these few lovely lines though:

This leads not to a conciliatory knowing of unknowing, which is really a knowing of something that cannot be known. Instead, it is a negative knowing of nothing to know. There is nothing, and it cannot be known. - Divine Darkness by Eugene Thacker

listening to

Punto G - Quevedo, at 2:15 when his voice goes low

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