I saw a performance of A Midsummer Night's Dream at the Carter Barron amphitheatre last night. My surreal Japanese friend had just texted me to "enjoy sensory overload", and, with the words of Shakespeare projected into the cooling woods, and recovering from a Bolivian crash diet, and a Sierra Leonese Princess earlier at my cousin Mauricio's first Annual Latin Business Expo, I was!

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Sierra Leonese industrial psychology major and friend of my cousin Mauricios. Her positivity saved my afternoon from my earlier cortisol kidnap.

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the machine that made my life hell from Jan-Feb 2005

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John Keats: Selected Letters, 1816-1821

Bride & Prejudice (2004)

25 College Street


My dearest Girl,


This moment I have set myself to copy some verses out fair. I cannot proceed with any degree of content. I must write you a line or two and see if that will assist in dismissing you from my Mind for ever so short a time. Upon my Soul I can think of nothing else - The time is passed when I had power to advise and warn you again[s]t the unpromising morning of my Life - My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you - I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again - my Life seems to stop there - I see no further. You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving - I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing you. I should be afraid to separate myself far from you. My sweet Fanny, will your heart never change? My love, will it? I have no limit now to my love - You note came in just here - I cannot be happier away from you - 'T is richer than an Argosy of Pearles. Do not threat me even in jest. I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion - I have shudder'd at it - I shudder no more - I could be martyr'd for my Religion - Love is my religion - I could die for that - I could die for you. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet - You have ravish'd me away by a Power I cannot resist: and yet I could resist till I saw you; and even since I have seen you I have endeavoured often "to reason against the reasons of my Love." I can do that no more - the pain would be too great - My Love is selfish - I cannot breathe without you.


Yours for ever

John Keats

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Ode to Psyche by John Keats, with original manuscript image,an introduction and annotations

Ode to Psyche by John Keats, with original manuscript image, an introduction and annotations: "The most notable alteration in Ode to Psyche was made by Keats himself.? Note the change below.? The final line originally read 'To let warm Love glide in'. He altered it to 'To let the warm Love in', a simple but vital difference? Further discussion of this line can be found in the annotations below."

CHAPITER

: "Solitude helps you to maintain the
inner peace and tranquility needed for meditation. It provides a congenial
atmosphere for spiritual life. So, saints and sages always did penance in
forests. In other words, 'forest' is 'fo-rest' spiritually"...

Photo gallery for Parker Posey

Photo gallery for Parker Posey

The Nature Institute - Beyond the Algorithmic Mind: "The past few hundred years have seen an increasing
commitment to abstraction as the primary instrument of cognition. One
result of this commitment is the conviction that the world consists, ultimately,
of nothing but structure%u2014a conviction exemplified in the feeling that
the machine is essentially the algorithm governing its operation. But
the reduction of understanding to the grasp of manipulable abstractions
is at work in our culture far beyond the notion of algorithmic machines.
The reduction is evident even in practical activities such as farming,
chemistry, manufacturing, and business. All of which poses a problem,
since abstraction, by itself, cannot give us a world. What operations
of mind give us a world from which to abstract? What mental activity is
necessary to counterbalance the one-sided drive toward abstraction, rendering
it healthy and constructive? Here I do no more than sketch the background
against which the question can be acutely felt."

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Driving to work

Karl returns from Germany (04.05.05)

Lucan

Lucan, we meet while volunteering to help save people from predatory landlords, she used to date chicks and play the cello at Metrostations for money. She now likes boys and plays for the Pan American Symphony Orchestra.

Josha in Austin Spacefrog

Josha in Austin Spacefrog
Originally uploaded by fhubig.

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Karl at Pirate's Cove, Galesville Maryland, on Mother's Day 2005

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