The will to

I sing the will to love: the will that carves the will to live, the will that saps the will to hurt, the will that kills the will to die; the will that made and keeps you warm, the will that points your eyes ahead, the will that makes you give, not get, a give … More The will to

Welcome song

Here’s your Mom, here’s your Dad. Welcome to being their flesh and blood. Why do you look so sad? Here’s your food, here’s your drink. Also some thoughts, if you care to think. Welcome to everything. Here’s your practically clean slate. Welcome to it, though it’s kind of late. Welcome at any rate. Here’s your … More Welcome song

Living by the sea

“When I die I will return to seek The moments I did not live by the sea.” Sophia De Mello Breyner Selected Poems, translated by Richard Zenith, Carcanet Press, 1997. Tour Guide

even though it isn’t mine

even though I feel at home in most places I travel to, even though I can’t wait to leave, even though it now looks mostly as a theme park, I sometimes can’t help but feel that Porto  belongs to me because I belong to it. References  Truman Capote

Out of step

We are the music-makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers And sitting by desolate streams; World losers and world forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams: Yet we are the movers and shakers Of the world for ever, it seems.   With wonderful deathless ditties We build up the world’s … More Out of step

No wrong notes

The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes – ah, that is where the art resides. Artur Schnabel   References: “The piano ain’t got no wrong notes.” ― Thelonious Monk Photo: Vintage market at Armazém, Porto, November 18, 2017  

Arriving

Porto always seems to be movingly beautiful from a safe distance. It never feels like this after landing. Photo: November 6, 2017 before landing   Transformation

Soap bubble filter

And to me also, who appreciate life, the butterflies, and soap-bubbles, and whatever is like them amongst us, seem most to enjoy happiness. Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra Experimental Porto through a different filter

Perspectives

nothing can better cure the anthropocentrism that is the author of all our ills than to cast ourselves into the physics of the infinitely large (or the infinitely small). By reading any text of popular science we quickly regain the sense of the absurd, but this time it is a sentiment that can be held … More Perspectives