Perhaps we have become characters in a David Lynch movie. Odd nightmarish dream sequences are occurring one after another. A surreal ethos is surfacing from the subconscious of the Blue Planet producers. Dream-like logic, flickering lights, blurred lines, a maze of curtains, chthonic characters, dual personalities, personifications of pure evil, noxious nihilism . . .…
Here are three photos taken during last Sunday’s walk in the park. As one can see, the figure of a prim and proper gentleman disposing of litter was contemporized with masks. I have no mask to dispose of. I am not a mask wearer. In fact, I refuse to wear a mask. In…
Living in a Material World, Part Two Not long ago, while riding the commuter train home, I sat down on an upper row seat not far from a young Indian woman. Her head was covered so I believed her to be a devoutly religious person. On her lap was Ayn Rand’s “Atlas Shrugged”. I wondered…