"All things are wearisome, more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing, nor the ear its fill of hearing.
What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.
Is there anything of which one can say, "Look! This is something new"? It was here already, long ago; it was here before our time."
Ecclesiastes 1:8-10
Perhaps it's done already, perhaps they have said me already, perhaps they have carried me to the threshold of my story, before the door that opens on my story, that would surprise me, if it opens, it will be I, it will be the silence, where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know, you must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on. - Samuel Beckett
He's "The One"
And the sky cracked open,
and terrifying forks of lightning split the earth,
releasing deafening explosions of roaring thunder.
And the mighty wind blew,
creating a maelstrom of fury and rage...
And then all was quiet, and the gentle sea
serenely rolled on, as it has since the beginning of time.
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Eric and Sophie
Natalie and Tommy
Statement of Purpose:
My only purpose in writing this web site is to have fun and keep myself
amused. There's probably nothing I can tell you that you don't already
know, or can find out easily if you want to. I used to believe that we
find ourselves here on this earth with no purpose and that it is up to
us to give meaning to our lives. I still believe that, more or less.
But I'm beginning to feel that there must be a deeper level of
explanation since this world in which we live is assembled with such a
remarkable ingenuity that I cannot accept it as an incidental quirk of
nature or a random, purposeless event. I am beginning to believe that
each of us is here to plant a seed. As a teacher for 33 years, and the
parent of 4 wonderful children, a little bit of me lives on in each of them.
Therefore, I will never die...
And whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I
find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and
especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from
deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off- then, I account it high time to get out
my Bruce Springsteen
albums as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. (Apologies to Herman Melville!)
"There is no dark side in the moon, really. As a matter of fact, it's all dark"
"I have suffered from being misunderstood, but I would have suffered a hell of a lot more had I been understood."
My only purpose in writing this web site is to have fun and keep myself
amused. There's probably nothing I can tell you that you don't already
know, or can find out easily if you want to. I used to believe that we
find ourselves here on this earth with no purpose and that it is up to
us to give meaning to our lives. I still believe that, more or less.
But I'm beginning to feel that there must be a deeper level of
explanation since this world in which we live is assembled with such a
remarkable ingenuity that I cannot accept it as an incidental quirk of
nature or a random, purposeless event. I am beginning to believe that
each of us is here to plant a seed. As a teacher for 33 years, and the
parent of 4 wonderful children, a little bit of me lives on in each of them.
And whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I
find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and
especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from
deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off- then, I account it high time to get out
my Bruce Springsteen
albums as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. (Apologies to Herman Melville!)
My first car
