Category Archives: mindworks

2 Forests in Black and White and One Quote

Posted on October 10, 2011 by randomyriad

Electric Forest (Fountain Pen on Calligraphy Paper) “I do not believe that I am now dreaming, but I cannot prove that I am not.” Philosopher Bertrand Russell (1872–1970) Origami Forest Night (ball point on calligraphy paper)

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Writing Cannot Be Copied.

Posted on October 3, 2011 by randomyriad

With an unprecedented amount of available text, our problem is not needing to write more of it; instead, we must learn to negotiate the vast quantity that exists. How I make my way through this thicket of information—how I manage … Continue reading →

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Century #16: Spring in Pennsylvania

Posted on September 15, 2011 by randomyriad

From the Journal of Martin Way: March 10, 1936 Where should I begin. Oh, yeah! How about here, right in the middle of the story where I am. Bramble used to tell me that the middle is the only place … Continue reading →

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From The Safety of the Diner

Posted on September 12, 2011 by randomyriad

I used to go to Bob’s Big Boy restaurant just about every day from the mid-seventies until the early eighties. I’d have a milk shake and sit and think. There’s safety in thinking in a diner. You can have your … Continue reading →

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Century #14: Cold Light, Long Shadows, Tea

Posted on September 4, 2011 by randomyriad

From the Journal of Martin Way: Allentown, Pennsylvania January 5, 1936 The cold hard light comes in through the white curtains and sets them glowing. Bits of dust swirl and ignite in slanting rays that pierce the room through the … Continue reading →

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