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my daily toast: October 2014

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This is my dream home. Philipp Blom on meeting Wolf Stein (and describing my dream home, except for the last sentence):. These are the questions. Stringing together the intertextual mutterings of DFW- raw and touching provocations on the basic questions of human faith and existence - from his essay "Joseph Frank's Dostoyevsky":. Am I a good person? Deep down, do I even really want to be a good person, or do I only want to. Seem like a good person so that people (including myself) will approve of me?

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my daily toast: November 2014

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This is the rain that came. 8220;But hope deferred is still hope.”. Grief has found its way into my community this year, a downpour of tragedy. People keep getting taken away from us. How do we continually find ourselves amidst other people’s suffering? If our tears could water the ground, the California drought might be less severe. Was broken; the grief that will come again (its recurrence is no less disarming or painful); the grief of absence, which often feels more violating than any presence. Th...

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my daily toast: this is the most human human award

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This is the most human human award. When people ask what the difference is between this blog and my newsletter. Be posting excerpts from my newsletters here. After I came home from watching Ex Machina. About his experience as a confederate in the competition (read his excellent article. On the same subject here) and asks this question: “How, in fact, do we be the most human we can be—not only under the constraints of the test, but in life? Perhaps we humans are becoming more like machines, he suggests.

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my daily toast: this is the braindead megaphone

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This is the braindead megaphone. The mobile phone possesses traits common to both a good companion and bad addiction: dependable, comforting, responsive, and easily integrated into one’s routine, which makes our attention to it both insistent and habitual. It becomes the first point of contact with much of the world, a means of both private and mass communication, and a medium through which we come to understand people, events, and ideas. I started with David Grann's horrifying and thrilling piece. While...

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my daily toast: July 2014

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This is a paean for ordinary moments of light. Among other drab and depressing fare. They seemed to be experienced by everyone, collectively. When we gather like this, we forget the abstract desires that grow out of what we think we don’t have, and we meet as we are. Time stops. Candles are lit and blown out; fires glow and then pass into darkness. The peril of joy is its transience, but that is not a good reason for not cherishing it, for remembering it. Thank you God for this family of mine. Today she ...

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my daily toast: this is how to impress people

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This is how to impress people. A friend of mine is obsessed with impressing people—whether ironically or literally I still have not figured out. “My personal brand of faking being impressive is being cocktail party interesting,” he writes, on a website called How To Seem Impressive. The people (thinkers, writers, friends) who have impressed upon me share a few qualities. But the most salient are these:. Each thinks for herself. Each is confident in her authority and voice. A twenty-something Bay Area nat...

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my daily toast: March 2015

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This is too much world. If not now, when? Here is the Phoenix airfield,. I see the cones of volcanic mountains. And I think of all I have not said,. About the words to suffer and sufferance and how one can bear a lot. By training anger until it gets tired and gives up. Here is the island of Kauai, an emerald set among white clouds,. Warm wind in the palm leaves, and I think of snow. In my distant province where things happened. That belong to another, inconceivable life. There is too much world. I prefer...

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my daily toast: August 2014

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This is a prayer for Delia. A Prayer for Delia. We are gathered here today. As a congregation of beloved souls. Who know not the extent. Of the love bestowed. Upon us before we were outlined. A shadow in the womb, before the brethren. To whom we are beholden breathed into us, before. And after we were broken and broke. The fragile glass upon which our existence is. Even when we find ourselves in the darkness,. The darkness is not who we are. We are not without love. The way that trees cannot. Tonight we ...

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my daily toast: June 2015

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This is the braindead megaphone. The mobile phone possesses traits common to both a good companion and bad addiction: dependable, comforting, responsive, and easily integrated into one’s routine, which makes our attention to it both insistent and habitual. It becomes the first point of contact with much of the world, a means of both private and mass communication, and a medium through which we come to understand people, events, and ideas. I started with David Grann's horrifying and thrilling piece. While...

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my daily toast: this is quitting coffee

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This is quitting coffee. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A twenty-something Bay Area native with an undying love for San Francisco; who loves being submerged in water but hates being wet on dry land; who craves silence, shuns email; who would rather sing while walking than have earbuds in; who cooks for love, dances sober, and gravitates toward wallflowers. . View my complete profile. This is quitting coffee. This is how to win friends and influence people. Champagne by Laura Kasischke.