- Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 - 1882)
Nature
Friday, May 01, 2026
Spiritual Facts
Thursday, April 30, 2026
Rhythmic Measures
through my veins night and day runs through
the world and dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy
through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass
and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle
of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow.
I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world
of life. And my pride is from the life-throb of ages
dancing in my blood this moment."
- Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941)
Wednesday, April 29, 2026
Possible Worlds
there are also an infinity of laws,
certain ones appropriate to one; others,
to another, and each possible individual
of any world involves in its concept
the laws of its world."
- G.W. Leibniz (1646 - 1716)
Tuesday, April 28, 2026
Spirit World
- Rainer Maria Rilke (1875 - 1926)
Letters to a Young Poet (Letter 8)
Sunday, April 26, 2026
Fleeting Vortices
but without merging, and without ceasing, to the very end,
to assail the real from different angles
and on different planes."
- Teilhard De Chardin (1881- 1955)
The Phenomenon of Man
Saturday, April 25, 2026
More is Diferent
- Philip W. Anderson (1923 - 2020)
More is Different
Thursday, April 23, 2026
Plural Monism
- William James (1842 - 1910)
A Pluralistic Universe
Wednesday, April 22, 2026
Unfolding Forms
- David Bohm (1917 - 1992)
The Implicate or Enfolded Order
Quoted from Chapter 1 in Mind in Nature: the Interface of Science and Philosophy
Tuesday, April 21, 2026
Forces Eternal
Yet doth a new one, at once, cling to the one gone before,
So that the chain be prolonged for ever through all generations,
Now, my beloved one, turn thy gaze on the many-hued thousands
Which, confusing no more, gladden the mind as they wave.
Every plant unto thee proclaimeth the laws everlasting.
Every floweret speaks louder and louder to thee."
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
The Metamorphosis of Plants
Sunday, April 19, 2026
Unreal Things
their own, in poetry as elsewhere.
We do not hesitate, in poetry,
to yield ourselves to the unreal,
when it is possible to
yield ourselves."
- Wallace Stevens (1879 - 1955)
Photographer's note. There is an amusing story behind this image, which I took with my iPhone yesterday after my wife, our eldest son, and I finished dinner at a local Nepalese restaurant. As we were waiting for the bill to arrive, I was transfixed by what looked like - to my eye, anyway - a mountainous dune-like vista (such as we had recently seen during our visit to Death Valley, CA). In "reality" this is nothing but a three foot section of wall near the ceiling, with the play of light owing itself to some light fixtures on the ceiling itself (which I cropped out of the image you see above). The "amusing" part is that while I was transfixed by the real-but-unreal dunes (and took a few loooong moments, as I usually do, to get the composition just right), our waiter was politely waiting by our table, equally transfixed by my fascination with what - to him - was nothing but peeling paint on a wall that needed repair! Indeed, when I was finished and approached our table to sit back down, I heard the tail end of a conversation that ensued behind my back between our waiter and my wife. My wife was explaining (as she has done countless times before in similar scenarios) that I "see the world a bit differently," even as our waiter kept apologizing for not having yet "fixed" the wall. Light, shadow, texture, reflection, paint, wall in need of repair, or dunes in the desert, ... which of these are "real" and which imagined? And what of the infinite other Borgesian worlds left unperceived and unexplored? Seeing the world differently, indeed 😊









