Robert (gurdonark) wrote,
Robert
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the path

stairs

Tonight we went to a showing of a James Earl Jones movie at the Angelika movie theater. The showing benefited My Own Book, a group that empowers people by getting free books into their hands. The movie about a fellow who starts a reading room in inner city LA, was a good Hallmark-ish show. I'm reading Lawrence Lessig's "Free Culture", about the ways in which over-zealous intellectual property regimes diminish the culture as a whole. The balance between rights and freedom is an important topic.

I did not win a door prize tonight. I fear that my publishers' clearinghouse moments all came as an early teen, when I won a German chocolate cake in a cakewalk for two years' running. My dog Bea barks at thunder. I don't bark at all, but admired a lovely half moon tonight. If werewolves howl at a full moon, perhaps puggles bark at clouds obscuring half a moon. Last night on the radio Dylan Thomas read a poem--a great reading from 1954.
We ate sandwiches with friends after the movie and talked about the televangelist the Reverend Melissa Scott.
She manages to explicate ideas in a way that's all explication, and little hindrance in revl the idea itself.
Amid the Aramaic to latin translations on the big white board, she fails to mention the koan about how everyday life is the path.
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