Enjoying the view from Limbo
The world as you know it is everything you have carefully observed. And much of what you carefully observe is of a nature to be noted and catalogued in a particular way by you alone. Careful observation, however, means examination in depth, the slow rumination that catches a nuance missed by every casual onlooker. Observing is the opposite of merely “looking around,” analogous...
Early twentieth century Irish nationalist Robert Wilson Lynd wrote the following very worthy, somewhat Stoic, observation: In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence. One has to sit still like a mystic and wait. One soon learns that fussing, instead of achieving things, merely prevents things from happening. To be passive is in some circumstances the...
Fall colors are the Earth’s last desperate attempt to slow our descent into the white. The trees whisper, “If this is not enough to keep you here, then you may pass along; but know that you must never return this way again.” The leaves teach us, if we care to know, of the meaning of color and light. The prism of the body...
This is an autumn. One comes every year, of course, but somehow each year’s looks and smells more autumnal, doesn’t it? Perhaps this is a sign of the times, in which case we might feel blessed, almost literally touched by divine grace, since to honest eyes these times are already, surely, the onset of a long, harsh winter. “What are all these pretty...
Well, we’ve made it all the way up to Number Two on our countdown of the ten most popular items here in Limbo over the past year (since August 1st, 2018, to be precise). As promised in the first installment, this collection of greatest hits, as defined by reader views, ranges from the completely philosophical to the timely and political, in no predictable...
Yesterday, there was a funny story about Muslim children at a school in Philadelphia — that would be the one in Pennsylvania, USA — singing a cute little song about crushing the infidels. Today comes the even funnier explanation of this charming video: it was merely an unfortunate oversight in the song vetting process. I can believe that. I can’t count how many...
As many of you know, one of my hobbies is photography, and I post a lot of my pictures here in Limbo. (All the photos on the website are mine, unless I am in them.) Another one of my hobbies is walking — incessantly, obsessively, some might say maniacally. And as I am almost always at my university (work being another one of my maniacal obsessions),...
We fear, in dark times, That time is real, our enemy, Not our instrument
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