That shadow, my likeness, that goes to and fro, seeking a livelihood, chattering, chaffering;
How often I find myself standing and looking at it where it flits;
How often I question and doubt whether that is really me.
– W.W.
Monthly Archives: December 2010
2010-12-02 12:10:02 +0000
Your identity is a crutch, the sense of self a prosthesis.
2010-12-01 23:51:43 +0000
On another plane, I am currently engaged in the most fundamental disruption yet of what it means to be human.
2010-12-01 14:05:27 +0000
This is useful–you can now link to specific paragraphs on NYT, to skip (or highlight) bad journalism. http://t.co/MF36B2A
2010-12-01 12:04:27 +0000
Friends, my brain is boiling in to-do list chaos this week. Sorry if I’m missing good things you post or if I’m failing to entertain.