Le soleil, encore

It is sunny, once again, and I love the light. I still cannot believe what Reeducation talked me into doing, how destructive it was, and how nobody would believe it. I so wish I had managed to leave the scene of the crime. Not being allowed to leave, of course, is the camp aspect of … More Le soleil, encore

Dimanche matin

I woke up noticing that a large part of the anxiety and precarity is financial. I should do yoga and meditate so that I recognize this when it comes up and set it aside. How to increase income: promotion. The rest of it is the self-care issue which is really the self-love issue, as we … More Dimanche matin

Ce matin

I was thinking of the beautiful light, the January sky, the clear winter days when you can have the windows open. I was thinking of some people I know who do not converse. People for whom every conversation is a battle, and whose sentences are pre-emptive strikes against an imagined enemy. How they defend unhappiness … More Ce matin

Afsnit ni

My wing is ready to fly I would rather turn back For had I stayed mortal time I would have had little luck. – Gerhard Scholem, “Angelic Greetings” There is a painting by Klee called Angelus Novus. An angel is depicted there who looks as though he were about to distance himself from something which … More Afsnit ni

Fragment

It is capitalism. They are not ill, they are just expected not to take care of themselves and to be on call and alert all the time, performing. They have to claim mental health problems so as to receive authorization to live a normal life, with 7-8 hours’ sleep, some recreation, and some organized and … More Fragment