In June of 2002, at the Reverie, I met a very beautiful, young woman, who reminded me in wit, style and mien of my first love. On her table at the cafe, she had a copy of “The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of the Bicameral Mind,” which she was reading for fun. I […]
I was living in a Victorian on Frederick Street between Waller and Ashbury. I was living with 6 other people. Half of us were part of Spinoza’s Coat and the other half weren’t. Not that created any tension, or anything. The first big outing I went on after returning back home in San Francisco was […]
Before I leave San Francisco and leave for Los Angeles, I’m going to spend some time each day thinking about the months I’ve been in San Francisco. In April 2002, I just returned back from living in Bolzano, Italy. Half the people there spoke German. I have the journal where I would write all my […]
Zoe Greystone: The human brain contains roughly contains 300 megabytes of information. Not much when you get right down to it. The question isn’t how to store it. It’s how to access it. You can’t download a personality. There’s no way to translate the data. But the information being held in our heads is available […]
How did the snail get on this leaf? The sprig that holds the leaf is so narrow .
How does networked computing alter how we use the concept of “being?”
How do you see? For example, what goes on when you look at something like this: Here’s a picture of an eye: How do you see?
While doing laundry at Central Coffee, I ran into a passage in “The Origin of the Work of Art” by Heidegger. He compared peasant shoes with a well-known painting by Van Gogh of peasant shoes. He wrote of the shoes (and not the painting), “Everyone is acquainted with them.” (p. 32, “The Origin of the […]
“Love is giving something you don’t have to someone who doesn’t exist.”
What does it mean for something to be locked? What does it mean for it to be unlocked? Are we hampered by the duality of locked/unlocked, or is there something in between? This photo demonstrates “locked” in Hayes Valley. This photo demonstrates “unlocked” in Hayes Valley. There is a paradox here that needs to be […]