I have been writing them for maybe a year now, and I recently gathered them all from all the different documents and places where ive randomly typed them, and put them all in one folder and I have about 35 of them, but only perhaps 15 or so are good. it is nice to have …
i keep buying books
and they stack up faster than anyone could ever read them. i bought six or seven books just because they were referenced, by author or title, in another book. it happened because i knew if that particular author had mentioned them, that they must be very important for me to read. so far, it's turned …
pick two books
that you've read. The number of people on earth who have also read those two books is surprisingly small. Add another book, and the number shrinks. Each book you add the number shrinks more than the last book, until at some point only you, out of all people on earth, have read that combination of …
I’ll brush off the dust now
I have let this blog grow stale. It sits here, drying out, gathering dust, forgotten, yet still getting it's little trickle of views somehow. Why do I keep it? Why not. I constantly ask myself why do I want to write? why? and I've still not got a clear answer. My words go into the …
Just now you still were, Bettina; I sense your presence. Does not the earth still bear your warmth? And do not the birds still leave a space for your voice? The dew is different, but the stars are still the stars of your nights. Or isn't the whole world in fact yours? For how often …
Jonas David 