July 30, 2018

...and say good night dvh design


Aristotle said that, in order to lead a solitary life, one would have to be either an animal or a god. Nietzsche added a third alternative: one would have to be a philosopher.


Of late, I’m discovering that each of us has the capacity to be a philosopher, oftentimes, against our own will, as we navigate our way through the uncertainties of the surprising and unexpected. You chart a course, you think it sound and one day, without warning, it capsizes.  There is something deafening about change, probably because we are so ill-equipped to deal with it. Predictable patterns assuage and soothe, but change, that’s completely unacceptable, altogether different. And, certainly, not to be discussed in polite company.


It doesn’t take a refined mind or a discerning eye to realize that the author of this blog has undergone changes. For all those who have squinted their way through countless posts thank you and you’re many comments. I know many of you came here to bask in a bit of loveliness so it would be terribly gauche and ill-mannered of this author to expose you to the backdrops, the props and the unsightly scaffolding that, in more polished lives, remains unseen. 




The real challenge

is not simply to survive.

Hell, anyone can do that.

It’s to survive as yourself,

undiminished.




~Dianna Vreeland







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