Our village life would stagnate if it were not for the unexplored forests and meadows which surround it …
Asides
Corruption and short-termism are pushing us along the path of sorrows. Via Dolorosa.
If the ‘hardest-worked river in the world’ can recover to this extent, almost anything is possible. Where Hope Flows.
The dictate that one ‘not speak ill of the dead’ is (at best) appropriate for private individuals, not influential public figures. Margaret Thatcher and misapplied death etiquette.
Here’s one of the big ideas we need to fight the power of the elite. The Spark of Hope.
The line that separates the public from the private sphere is arbitrary, but fiercely policed. Line of Battle.
I want to be a curator of myself, an anti-preneur, a person. The anti-preneur manifesto.
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After a still winter night I awoke with the impression that some question had been put to me, which I had been endeavoring in vain to answer in my sleep…
Lilac (Henry David Thoreau, 'Walden')
2011-12-01
Still grows the vivacious lilac a generation after the door and lintel and the sill are gone, unfolding its sweet-scented flowers each spring, to be plucked by the musing traveller…
Simplicity (Henry David Thoreau, 'Walden')
2011-11-06
Still we live meanly, like ants; though the fable tells us that we were long ago changed into men; like pygmies we fight with cranes; it is error upon error, and clout upon clout, and our best virtue has for its occasion a superfluous and evitable wretchedness…
Morning (Henry David Thoreau, 'Walden')
2011-10-15
Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself…