For this fear of death is indeed the pretence of wisdom, and not real wisdom, being the appearance of knowing the unknown; since no one knows whether death, which they in their fear apprehend to be the greatest evil, may not be the greatest good. Is there not here conceit of knowledge, which is a disgraceful sort of ignorance?
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My very chemistry has changed. In relationships, hobbies, and life, I find myself fidgeting in the safe smallness of the status quo. I want more from you now, and I want more from myself, and I’m less afraid of the risks it’ll take to get there because I have breathed through chaos before and I believe now—finally—that we’ll all still be here when the band stops playing.
This is what was set in motion in the 1970s, when we started using the term “intellectual property” instead of “copyright” or “author’s monopoly.” If the movie is Disney’s “property” for ever and ever, it follows that it is never your property, no matter that you “buy” it. And since “IP” is embedded in everything from blenders to cars to yoga studios, there is nothing that you can ever own — you can only be a tenant in someone else’s fields, an ambulatory wallet for a rentier looking for “passive income” while suckers like you work for a living and pay rent on everything in your life, only to have it yanked away from you at the landlord’s pleasure.

As cities go, Philadelphia doesn’t have much network density. It will need more particularly in Center City, University City, and Old City if it hopes to grow its tech/media/social enterprise sectors. It’s getting better, but to build relationships here almost always requires a drive out of the city to the Main Line or someplace. Imagine if you couldn’t do anything serious in Manhattan without first taking a lunch meeting on Long Island with someone.

Creating Space

I’m approaching this new space as an experiment. While I’ve been writing and blogging for a while, my prose is generally pretty formal. I find myself trying to write things that are likely to be worth reading years from now as a way to get insight into thoughts or little projects. An effect of this is that most of my writing implicitly tries to justify itself by being significant in some way.

There’s a lot, in other words, that ends up being self-censored and never sees the light of day. This stuff is probably the good stuff. I’m an enormous fan of WordPress, but if this experiment goes well I can see myself switching everything here. We’ll see how it goes.

In the meantime, I’ve outlined a few general areas I’ll be likely to post about, and they are:

  • Discursives, which will be short posts across a variety of subjects and not always with a connecting theme;
  • Provocations, or little thoughts, observations, or references that could reframe traditional concepts or experiences;
  • Inspiration, or standards worth striving for;
  • People, which will be photos and/or profiles of fascinating friends and strangers;
  • Spaces, which will be large or small environments that resonate;
  • Stunts, or those things that pull me out of routine and into new experiences.

I think the art of great writing (and great blogging) is the act of having a conversation with yourself in a way that others can listen in. Fingers crossed that this ends up being something worth “listening in” on.