


A new year arrives and with it- more questions, fewer answers.
I was reading Richard Rodriguez' essay "the God of the Desert" in Harper's, while I was away. In it he says,
"There are people in every age who come early or late to a sense of the futility of the world. ,.....the approach of eternity is implacable."
A conversation with a colleague about the nature of form and its resulting influence on reality yields new material for thought- even curiosity is a form of desire- even the impulse to know what lies beyond the boundaries is full of value judgement- the calculation of hope being the least of it.
A sense of humor is the most reliable weapon in defense against despair.
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