She is astonishing. So astonishing I don't understand how. Of course you have introduced her to us before. Were I not so stubbornly sceptical I would suggest she is a consciousness that has already lived before. Maybe I am just such a poor consciousness and that is why I cannot understand.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Andrew,Than are dreamt of in our philosophy.
I do believe so, but am not so foolish as to believe anything specific. I will, of course, never know what everything is really all about. But I have an Innis & Gunn Original on my breath, and am ready, again, to turn my outer and inner lights out.
It has nothing to do with foolishness or whatever to just enjoy and – in my case – be delighted.I had a Pilsner Urquell while reading a few speeches of Václav Havel.
Pilsner Urquell is fine (Havel was too). Sleep has abandoned me, meantime. It is always thus.
Havel was someone I admired / is someone I admire, last not least because deep in myself I feel I do / would not have his cojones.Sleep is a wonderful peacemaker.Looking around there could be more peace.
Once, there was Mozart. Why not in our times too?A phenomenon, of course. But utterly enchanting in her uniqueness.Thank you for revealing her to us, Sean.Cheers to both of you with Chateauneuf du Pape.And now looking for Havel. So much to learn. So little time left. Why sleep? :)
May there be much time left, dear Claude, and not just to learn. À ta santé! And just in case you missed Saturday Night Music on July 11th: Here is the link.
Raising my Innis & Gunn Blood Red Sky beer to you Claude - not nearly as sophisticated as Chateauneuf du Pape; but then I am sure I am not nearly as sophisticated as you. Cheers to Seanso too.
McEwan's Levy here. Cheers!