emar's paraterranean zone | |
"What is it, what nameless, inscrutable, unearthly thing is it; what | |
cozening, hidden lord and master, and cruel, remorseless emperor commands me | |
that against all natural lovings and longings, I so keep pushing, and crowdi | |
and jamming myself on all the time; recklessly making me ready to do what in | |
own proper, natural heart, I durst not so much as dare? Is Ahab, Ahab? Is it | |
God, or who, that lifts this arm?" | |
-- Moby-Dick; or, the Whale (1851) | |
Intimate Reflections on the Intimate Journal of Henri-Frédéric Amiel | |
Regular Phlog Entries | |
[03-27-2019] On Libre Software | |
[02-05-2019] On Brevity | |
[01-31-2019] On Cenobytes | |
[12-21-2018] On Technorealism, Alvin Toffler, and the Forgotten Third Wave | |
[07-15-2018] On Connection Speeds and Appropriate Technology |