June 21, 2017
When We Play with Fire
If this “I” is not relinquished wholly,
Sorrow likewise cannot be avoided.
For if he does not keep away from fire,
A man cannot escape from being burned.

When we play with fire, we cannot escape from being burned. This describes life in the cocoon: the more self-absorbed we are, the more we suffer. But we can’t just snap our fingers and say,“This ‘I’ is just a label; I’m not going to think that way anymore.” Our ego trips are deeply ingrained. They are, in fact, the very means that keep the six realms well oiled and running.

So, how do we get out of this? As Shantideva has said again and again, seeing the sameness of ourselves and others is the key.

Hope all are well
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( Apr. 24th, 2017 11:42 pm)
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( Apr. 21st, 2017 01:02 am)

It Chooses You by Miranda July

*I became interested in this because of my obsession with July's movie, Me, You, and Everyone We Know (I also read No One Belongs Here More Than You which was quite good)
*Quirky writing style, sometimes heartbreakingly desperate
*major themes: connection to others, our relationship to our physical environment
*would re-read? maybe

If someone wants this, PM me your mailing address and I'll put it in the post next time I stop in. I need more books not at all atm, especially as I think about moving soon.

My friend Rosemary in San Diego sent me this a month ago and just tonight I got around to watching it. Amazing talk and very cool ideas here, delivered by an immensely likable and inspiring individual.
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( Apr. 25th, 2015 03:51 pm)
I set up shop at one of the little tables with my cafe mocha fully intending to study and got through five pages of notes when a three-piece folk band walked in and started playing.

And I'm so glad they did.

Going down to the Greyhound station,
Gonna buy me a ticket to ride.

That's so fucking true, man. So true.

Finals done. Semester finished. Car fixed. Had a great night with the loverface.


Happy weekend.
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( Jan. 23rd, 2015 01:54 pm)
“Forget safety.

Live where you fear to live.

Destroy your reputation.

Be notorious.”


"This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and attend them all! Even if they're a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still treat each guest honorably. He may be clearing you out for some new delight. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in."


"If all you can do is crawl, start crawling."
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( Jan. 6th, 2015 09:36 pm)

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( Jan. 2nd, 2015 02:37 pm)
I had to drop off a check at the bursar today for tuition and return some books to the library, so I bundled myself up and began the few block hike to campus, when a (Black) man, maybe a few years older than me, stopped me.

He was walking along the sidewalk, away from Livernois (on the portion that was passable -- many urban sidewalks here are not, with the concrete either broken to the point of being deadly or littered with so much [un]identifiable garbage that a person, viscerally, senses that staying away would be best), while I was walking along the side of the street toward Livernois (campus).

"What you doin' here, boy?"

"Excuse me?" [taking my my glove, so I could pull an ear bud out so I could hear him better]

"I said, what you doing here? You White, man. You on the wrong side of Puritan." [glaring, chest pumped out]

"I live here."

"You live here? Where you live?"

"Over there [gesturing toward Santa Rosa Dr]. I study at University of Detroit Mercy. [gesturing toward campus, two blocks away] I'm learning how to be a therapist."

"You at University Detroit? [demeanor changing]"


"All right, all right [smiling, extending hand] You get an education!" [I take his hand; shake hands]

"OK. ...I will."

And then we each continued on our separate ways.
I'm a O80-C96-E18-A79-N37 Big Five!!

I was reading about personality theorists, and decided to take a Big Five quiz.

Which got me thinking about the Enneagram test I took during Mercy Volunteer Corps orientation, so I dug through my email and found my results: I'm a Type 5: Observer, with a "wing" 4 (Romantic).

And this says that Type 5's correlate with male INFJ's on the Myers-Briggs (that's me!).

May the circle, be unbroken, by and by, Lord, by and byyyy

You can easily save energy in the winter by setting the thermostat to 68°F while you're awake and setting it lower while you're asleep or away from home. By turning your thermostat back 10° to 15° for 8 hours, you can save 5% to 15% a year on your heating bill -- a savings of as much as 1% for each degree if the setback period is eight hours long [emphasis mine -- RF]. The percentage of savings from setback is greater for buildings in milder climates than for those in more severe climates . . . A common misconception associated with thermostats is that a furnace works harder than normal to warm the space back to a comfortable temperature after the thermostat has been set back, resulting in little or no savings. In fact, as soon as your house drops below its normal temperature, it will lose energy to the surrounding environment more slowly. The lower the interior temperature, the slower the heat loss. So the longer your house remains at the lower temperature, the more energy you save, because your house has lost less energy than it would have at the higher temperature. The same concept applies to raising your thermostat setting in the summer -- a higher interior temperature will slow the flow of heat into your house, saving energy on air conditioning.

Well, in an attempt to avoid a repeat of last month's DTE bill of $200, I've been keeping the heat at 60, and have even built up my tolerance to as low as 58. But this makes a lot of sense, too. Maybe I should turn it down when I'm sleeping?

How did I not think of this? What other completely obvious things do I not yet know?

It'll be better when the university is open again. I'll be able to minimize the amount of time I spent at home by studying at the library (where I'm able to focus better - with ear plugs - on purely reading-based tasks, anyway).

I need to remember to buy a pair of flip-flops sometime so I can use the shower at the gym instead of traipsing back and forth each time I work out. I've been meaning to do that for, um, a few months now.

I was sitting in bed, wrapped up in covers and reading relational psychoanalytic thought, and had the image of an old cartoon of a "Starving Artist", burning somewhat-important accouterments of his trade to keep warm. It made me smile, acknowledge that this experience isn't quite what I envisioned (how could I have anticipated the fucking house would be frigid? I watched them install brand new, double-pane windows), I am grateful, and I'd rather be poor because I only work very part-time and have almost-complete autonomy on how I structure my time between academic, professional, and personal interests than be more materially comfortable but so busy working to pay for all of it that I'd never be home to enjoy it anyway.

The mutterings of a man wearing two pairs of underwear, basketball shorts, and sweatpants, and a stylish scarf over two hoodies.

One of my neighbors had her car repossessed today. It was quite an event, spanning about an hour, and the one time I looked out the window (after laying in bed, listening to it), she was clutching a large rock in one hand, while the other was busy engaging in menacing finger-wagging up toward the driver of the tow truck. As she repeatedly insisted, "I gave you $60!". Apparently the car was, uh, more expensive than that?

Oh, Highland Park: you are my home, and even though I may not look it, I belong.

"The way in which you can't have the raw without the cooked is the way in which, generally speaking, categories of self and other and of identity per se simply can't be thought in stable terms in and for themselves, but only relationally."
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( Nov. 25th, 2014 02:29 pm)
Filmed a fascinating lecture today by a professor from the University of Vienna on the history of philosophy in Africa - particularly Egypt.

Note to self: read more philosophy, and learn to read German so I can read Dr. Anke Graness's book.