- New Book soon: "Liberating Liberals: A political sythesis of Nietzsche and Jesus; Vonnegut and Marx (Groucho, not Karl); & Gandhi and Machivelli"
I'm 6' of wildcat meercat sinewy non-fat yogart. And I taste like Fresca.
A big part of the living trick I think is cramming maximum meaning into work, while guaranteeing languid leisure in long loamy times. My leisure includes hiking blue ridges, biking white beaches, all sports and this year, yogananda-pilateyanda, (stretching). As well as all the arts both high and unibrow, and reading and watching everything. I write in hopes of transforming the body politic towards a more humane, peaceful, and ecological arrangement. And oft times for raw, trickster fun.
I’d be an atheist if not such a skeptic, and so appreciate Jesus more than most Holy Ghosts, while jousting with Nietzsche’s post-heavenly hosts. But miracles do happen -- on earth by earthlings, and maybe from inner and outer space -- and we need one now and how. But none seem as fun as finding some special one with whom to share scintillating thrust and parry, or a zesty restful questing of wild minds and lithe bodies hurling thunderheads of constructively gentle judgment or quilting consolations of juicy, empathic entrancement.
- Everyone's doing the best they can given their view of the world. Everyone's opinion about the world is correct, from their point of view. And that means conservatives and fundamentalists, too.
Also: Creative meandering; Passionate conversation about politics, people, nature and nonsense; Hiking; Musical marveling; Book readings; Movies; Dining; Politics; Playing the guitar music of Joni M. James T. Paul S.; Meadow sprawling. Art crawling.
Dutch and Scotch Irish, but who knows what giving the south's proclivity for secret productivity. Global mongrel. Ontology recapitulating philogeny from frantic fish gills to supercool leapord leaps.