Sunday 12 February 2012

Clouds aplenty





Lac de Saint Viaud (44)
















Chronology of the oldest structures, buildings, temples, sites etc. in the world

Major update on the Chronology, which starts looking like a real chronology! Added about 40 entries. I took the liberty to include stuff such as the oldest living tree in the world etc. in order to give the potential symbol and interest of the entries more perspective, i.e. a broader scope, for it's one of the purposes I have in mind to achieve with this collection. String mankind's achievements together, along with Nature's own achievements.

Again, if you have any comment, query, doubt, addition, correction, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO ADD UP! I'm raking up my brains to get work done...

Chronology of the Oldest Sites, Ruins, Temples, Structures Etc. in the World

Friday 10 February 2012

Cold fire

This is the discarded log on which Emma Watson and I sat to play draughts. 





This, is a diary of hate.


"A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which, to look ahead. I say 'one chooses' with the inaccurate pride of a professional writer who - when he has been seriously noted at all - has been praised for his technical ability, but do I in fact of my own will choose that black wet January night on the Common, in 1946, the sight of Henry Miles slanting across the wide river of rain, or did these images choose me? It is convenient, it is correct according to the rules of my craft to begin just there, but if I had believed then in a God, I could also have believed in a hand, plucking at my elbow, a suggestion, 'Speak to him: he hasn't seen you yet.'

For why should I have spoken to him? If hate is not too large a term to use in relation to any human being, I hated Henry - I hated his wife Sarah too. And he, I suppose, came soon after the events of that evening to hate me: as he surely at times must have hated his wife and that other, in whom in those days we were lucky enough not to believe. So this is a record of hate far more than of love, and if I come to say anything in favour of Henry and Sarah I can be trusted: I am writing against the bias because it is my professional pride to prefer the near-truth, even to the expression of my near-hate."


Graham Greene, The End of the Affair (1951), first two chapters.

This is one of my all-time favourite books. My dearest friend on this earth offered me a copy of the first edition, which never fails to give me an immense pleasure every time I read from it. I wish I could have written this book. I wouldn't change a single comma, nor a single idea. This novel is perfect. Graham, I hate you.
 

The Peripatetic's Preambular Guide to the Wild World


Recently, a friend of mine asked me to compile some sort of guide in order not to forget the basic things when travelling overseas. I hope I fulfilled her desiderata. It is composed of a handful of preparation tips before you set out on your journey (very few are inserted for the 'during' part). The information provided regard things such as: visas, equipment, guidebooks, maps, currency etc.

As per usual, if you have any comment and/or addition, please feel free to add up!

Safe trip!


The Peripatetic's Preambular Guide to the Wild World

thirty thousand people

The day was torn and grim birds yet began to sing as if they knew nothing’s eternal and old gives way to new that man, one day, will fall t...