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In the garden of words
Basho — in Zen and Kyoto School philosophy, the “place” where self and world meet. There is a place in Berkeley that exists only to me. It’s hidden somewhere along the eastern edge of campus, quiet and ordinary to those passing by. To others, it must have been another route to class, but to me,…
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Well, what should I say to you?
After a long hiatus, my thoughts on returning to write again. This is my first real attempt to write again. I haven’t been able to bring myself to finish a piece of writing for some years now. Whatever I put down, I always get the sense that it never quite matches what I mean. I…
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All that is True and Beautiful
Under the crescent moon of a nameless spring evening, I took a seat by the far side of a park meadow. Before me flowed a stream of quiet evening happenings. Commuters, families, students, and couples alike strolled along circling paths, surrounded by tall trees and red brick buildings. The sweet aroma of pollen drifted about,…
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On the Autumn Train to 2046
“Baby, it’s time for you to face the weather. Open your eyes as long as you’re together. Your heart, your mind, your arms, your hands, Your heart, your mind, your mind’s invincible.” There go the opening lines of “Your World is Eternally Complete,” a song by the magnificent indie-electronic rock band Sweet Trip and a…
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Costumes & Conversation
Halloween this year filled the streets of San Francisco with the most bizarre creatures. I’ve never seen so many of them in this city. Usually the streets are a bit vacant. I imagine there to be a low buzz in the air, the sound of friend groups meeting together at their favorite local brunch spot…
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