Archive for September, 2006

a circle of friends

Tuesday, September 5th, 2006

My circle of friends is a narrow one, comprising of less than a dozen individuals. Each was exhaustively selected, processed and acquired during a lifetime of wandering and growth. Nothing esoteric unites them, except some form of association with me; none, as far as I know, are particularly well-known, endowed with special talent, especially unique [...]

on not reading

Saturday, September 2nd, 2006

The misery continues. After my last post on despair - on the withdrawal from reading life, or the duplicity that is Amazon’s recommendations - I embarked on Robert Fisk’s monumental The war on Civilisation, its 1283 pages traversing the life of Bill Fisk and the modern Middle East that was bequeathed to us by his [...]

a life’s reading; musings on the meaning of life, love and good books.