Thursday, June 07, 2007

Analect2.92x



2 May 2007. Filtered sun, pushing through. "More sunlight than shade." The empirical judgment--in conjunction with theory (but only if cloudy). Shabbos ending at the appearance of three stars...such a reliable test, enjoyable even, peering up into the heavens, awaiting their arrival. That's three middle-sized stars--not just Venus, hogging the whole sky, or the moon, certainly--the major players. Rather Arcturus, Bo√ętes or Casseopeia...a twinkling Vega, Orion... They show in moments, not all at one go, twinkling here and there. "Teased out," the current phrase, implying subtlety, but already over-stated. The things we can't say. Chuang Tzu would know. Each one lost, inevitable. Victor Pelevin, sitting cross-legged in a Korean monastery, his face to a bare wall. Hours so...

But also the American workman in heavy canvas dun-colored vest, with a 12-pack of Schlitz on the counter in the 7-eleven, facing a dark and smiling clerk, from Pakistan...

Tovarishch...

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