Tag Archives: Rhapsodizing

Allegory of the Condition of the World as a Cloud-Ringed Mountain

The people of the world reside on a mountain which rises to a great height and which is ringed by dirty thunderclouds.  The clouds pour all manner of filth, degradation and hopelessness on the masses below; they are rained on with oppressions and prejudices that soak them from head to feet, resulting in stunted emotions, stunted health and stunted […]

What I Want

I want to be a part of the culture of ideas, the international idea stock exchange, the global human collaboration on sorting out life the universe and everything, the fraternity/sorority/whateverity of thinkers and philosophers and artists and social engineers and futurists, who are forever constructing a quilt of interlocking dialogues and discoveries and disagreements, who write plays […]

On Beauty

We don’t really have a word for what “beauty” is supposed to mean. Beauty is not an attribute of things or people or scenery.  Not like height or color or translucency, and not like intelligence, or humor, or stylishness.  Beauty is a feeling.  A feeling (yes) in the beholder, like anger, or appreciation, or attraction.  […]