Faucetclock: Rants and Musings

If one devotes his life to a cause, must he choose between: a) living body and soul in a way that allows him to move toward his goal with ev...

Might the attainment of knowledge be potentially precluded by the search itself? It seems possible to me that knowledge - true knowledge - c...

If I were to not write these things (or take part in some equivalent: a discussion, or a stint of painting, or the writing of a song, or the...

My own realizations shock me sometimes. The topic that my thoughts always come back to is the topic of solitude, not in a general sense but...

The trees against the night seem to form a wall around a nest, like spires atop a castle wall, and I am sure we are not the first to lie nea...

to drown the soul in a mountain of work? some days this sounds quite perfect. to stay busy is to pass the colder months and the colder time...

Darkness seeps in through the walls, and you become aware of it, as much as you know that darkness cannot seep through anything, for it is a...

i'm learning a couple things pretty brutally at the moment: 1) if you care about someone, let go of them completely 2) strive be happy, ...

reading through old entries, i realize that i speak so often in terms of ultimates; things that are quantified; things that are finite, thin...

just had the most amazing few-days' worth of conversation with my buddies in spider friends. took dean and justin to chipotle yesterday...

3. (By Swedish poet Lars Forssell) And tomorrow we will awaken A whistle from the street The charwoman who shouts And you will wash yourself...

i used to view my days as installments in a long period of waiting. waiting for what? i was never sure. but i was sure that it would be so...

i know that love exists because i feel it every day, as joy or as pain or as a feeling of peacefulness. i feel it when i watch artists perf...