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In our last post someone wrote this… Let’s look at that lonely little pronoun, our. First-person pronouns are something we enjoy around here. The We in that previous sentence is one of them. It’s what some people call the Royal We, though I prefer Majestic Plural to...
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Someone in our last post wrote this: It also raises the question of one’s self, and that’s a hornet’s nest we’ll kick another day The human self is an overwhelming reality. I know this because I have one. Or am one? I’m not sure which it is. As you can see,...
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The following was written in Part ii of this increasingly aimless accretion:  Why must you begin? Because you must. As mentioned in that same post, must is a musty way of thinking. So let’s hit it with the power washer and see what, if anything, remains...
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Yesterday we began, then ended up, here: If you must begin somewhere, this will do. Today we introduce the pruning shears: If you must begin somewhere You must begin somewhere You must begin The must becomes musty, but let’s ignore that for now. instead, let’s...
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If you must begin somewhere, this will do. The If is telling. Already questioning your own premises, or, worse, purposes.  The You vacillates. Like a fish in a stream splaying prisms. Prisming prisms? The second-person refracted in prisms (to stick with the...