They can’t believe a kid worked for months on an original idea, for no reason at all except the pleasure of looking until you see something.

What did the dead Joan of Arc hear? Insight or delusion? Next week he’ll tell his undergrads about Durkheim, Foucault, crypto-normativity: How reason is just another weapon of control. How the invention of the reasonable, the acceptable, the sane, even the human, is greener and more recent than humans suspect.

the human megaphone is in full swing.

Trees fall with spectacular crashes. But planting is silent and growth is invisible.

We’re cashing in a billion years of planetary savings bonds and blowing it on assorted bling.

he’s as generous and eager as weeds.

Night: the third part of every day that remains a foreign country.

inveigle

I know no good way to live and I can’t stop getting lost in my thoughts, my ancient forests …. You ask: how does a man rise or fall in this life? The fisherman’s song flows deep under the river.