i tell you that alexander has a lot to answer for now that i am back at work arguing with myself present past and future apparently i have to reread my gadamer while according to sybille anderl his recommendation is to fit your own mask before assisting others i think i missed that but then i only made the one pass on the one work so i would not even begin to pretend to know which is what i took the whole article to be about and heaven knows i would prefer to reread gadamer than to buy anderl's book to find out
an old man wearing a dozen hats and a heavy overcoat while toiling away in the summer heatwave to die with amassed financial wealth
from the vantage point of age the end is barely visible out there on the horizon
growing tendrils feeling out miscarriage of justice hands offered outstretched as a lifeline through the blaze know not where the fire is pucker up perky bits unchecked consumption will do no good
no more waiting around for replies narrator writes both sides of the correspondence letters with a single address a gulf of conversation
in a churchyard corner the convict reaches a thin decision on the rissole body of a fine woolly tale between its legs
at the height of the fever those big dreams become delirium but i have no one with whom to share these hallucinations the regular live-ins are on a multi-generational rite of law making for the coming period so for now i exploit what little time this one man Reich has left lessons learnt incomprehension