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Having determined in the winter of 74-75 that I would “catch history*”, in religion, philosophy and history itself… Now verging on five decades since, I recognize that I was in a way captive to history, and now having caught up with it, at least in its main ideas, I am freed from it. Or at least it as a burden of task.

*by going into the past, and finding the oldest roots of ideas, and then tracing them forward through time, which took decades,…, finally I’ve caught up with the main ideas as they live now in time.

Is there any human activity, however noble, that cannot be poisoned by the “profit motive”?

Listening to varieties of soothing music on Christian radio,… seeing the churches of upper middle-class America… listening to sermons from simplified to erudite,… we believe God to suit our selves.

It can change one’s sense of where one is by seeing trees not as aspects of pleasant scenery or suburban design, but as plant growths of Nature – going in the opposite direction to gravity up into the air.

If ones inner life is half or less known by another, can it be said there is a relationship?

Less important than one’s geographical location is one sociographical.

I went to history because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if…

“Fiction reveals the truth that reality obscures.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson.

No.

Fiction obscures the truth that reality reveals.

To what degree is one human being, in “thought, word and deed”, an individual or part of the mass?