Who hasn't been a Jew? My mum has, certainly me in my dreams. Who in central Europe hasn't? Probably only those who lack sensitivity, imagination, and a taste for books and history. Certainly I eerily sensed my past in the streets of religious Jerusalem, and you keep coming back to Poland, to visit no one, … Continue reading Who hasn’t
In a previous post, I have described the Catch-22 (crazy-making) situation of having empath experiences while not realising others don't. To keep up the reference to dystopic novels, over time this landed me in a serious 1984 episode of doublespeak. Because in believing that all people have intense empath and intuitive experiences which for some enigmatic … Continue reading 1984: why do they all doublespeak?
This is another episode from my empath story, this time in the form of a brief anatomy of madness. Because by my late teens, I thought I was going crazy. However, I never quite understood the logical structure of why. Now I think I do. I put it out there because I believe that phrasing … Continue reading Catch-22: seeing the elephant in the room, and not realising others don’t
Let’s say you are Hemingway. You are sitting at your typewriter at sunrise, planning to write a novella about the old man and the sea. Inspiration hits; your fingers dance. As the Spanish sun rises inspiration ebbs; you start yawning (perhaps starting your working day at 4AM was that tad too radical), so you leave … Continue reading Empath tale of the yellow hybrid typewriter