pink trumpet flowers
densely clustered above;
under foot next week
unmoved by their reflected
A million lives are packed in this city, and each one struggles to be its own self: the starving, rotund, ugly, and pretty -- the tailored and those who buy off-the-shelf. And everyone fails, yet they all succeed in being different, while being alike. And they all heal, while they also all bleed, and almost all would survive a first strike. Everyone knows someone - just not neighbors. They love to remain enigmatic at home, while transparent with those who share labors -- though some want everyone to leave them alone. A city is a strange place full of strangers, and those who choose it thrive on its dangers.
These twin buildings, seen from Ferenciek tere [Franciscan’s Square,] were built in 1902 and were commissioned by Princess Klotild [daughter-in-law of Archduke Joseph] and were designed by Floris Korb and Kalman Giergl. In the background are the Elisabeth Bridge [Erzsébet híd] and one spire of the Inner-City Our Lady of the Assumption Church [Budapest-Belvárosi Nagyboldogasszony Főplébánia-templom.]
the moth is still.
is it alive or dead?
how patient am i?
I see so many statues of dragon-slayers mid-kill. The winged serpents pierced by a lance conjures up such a thrill. But there're no dragons, never were. So, what were they slaying. Dinos went extinct before our time is all that I'm saying. So, were they killing geckos, or maybe a rock lizard? Maybe chickens, given the wings? Struck right through the gizzard! Could it be St. George liked to drink or was tripping ergot? To earn so many statues, he'd a publicist, I bet. "The dragons were metaphorical!" OK, that's really swell, but shouldn't George's heroism be figurative as well?
An exhibitionist girl from Frankfurt loved dearly to beguile and to flirt. When she raised her hem, her teacher said, "Ahem! that's now more of a belt than a skirt."
a sphere of blooms stands straight and tall as people zoom by
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
This book explores the slippery metaphysical concept of identity — not only as it’s presented in philosophy, but also in psychology, law, politics, anthropology, and literature. It begins with individual identity and expands outward to encompass gender, political, socio-economic, and linguistic identities. The aforementioned slipperiness of identity stems from the fact that we all have an intuitive grasp of identity that could be leading us astray. It tends to make us believe that aspects of identity are inherent features of the universe, when – in fact – they may be arbitrary designations – in which case, a given criterion or classification of identity may be chopped up in different ways than a given culture happened to glom onto.
I learned a great deal from this Introduction, and feel it was well organized and presented. How we see various dimensions of group identity (as well as how we weight them) has a lot to do with our social tensions and strife, and the issues around identity are worth dissecting — despite the fact that it might seem like a dry academic topic at first blush.
If you’re interested in learning more about identity, selfhood, and how various group identities feature in an individual’s overall identity, this book is worth investigating.
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