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Started this before change to "New Blogger", as backup in case of trouble with digiphoto blog "In a Small Dark Room", or rants & links blog "Hello Cruel World" . Useful - at one stage Dark Room was there, but like the astrophysical Dark Matter, we could't see it ... better now, but kept Just In Case.

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There is nothing. There is no God and no universe, there is only empty space, and in it a lost and homeless and wandering and companionless and indestructible Thought. And I am that thought. And God, and the Universe, and Time, and Life, and Death, and Joy and Sorrow and Pain only a grotesque and brutal dream, evolved from the frantic imagination of that same Thought.
Mark Twain (letter to Joseph Twichell after his wife's death)
[me, on a bad day]

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Taken by a crocodile
As told to Michelle Hamer January 12, 2004
Philosopher Val Plumwood survived a crocodile attack while paddling in a canoe in Kakadu nine years ago ...
... The experience also changed my overall theoretical outlook and had a big impact on the direction of my work. It forced me to rethink a lot of things - life, death, being human, and being food. Before the crocodile, I wrote about the value of nature, but after the crocodile, I started writing about how we see ourselves as outside nature, about the power of nature and our illusions that we can control it, that we're not embodied beings and are apart from other animals.
During the encounter I had a sense that it was all a dream, that it wasn't really happening. But I now think it's ordinary life and consciousness that is the dream. We don't understand ourselves as ecological beings that are part of the food chain - we're still fighting that knowledge ...
[More links between Howard & Bush - my link there, not his]
... This president exploits the basest instincts of his basest supporters and by doing so, is playing with fire ...
Monday, January 19, 2004
Or Not Working in America
[The examples in this article & the one it links to ( New York Times Magazine essay, “A Poor Cousin of the Middle Class,” by David K. Shipler ) are the sort of thing that makes me spit in disgust when I hear someone justify some obscene overindulgence or ripping of resources out of useful things to pour more wealth into the receptacles of the proto-Herr Vireks of the day by saying "I've worked hard for what I have".]

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