When I find myself dreading tomorrow, it's good to remember that continents are adrift under my feet.
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- I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Just wanted to let you know that I really appreciate your site.
I try to check it every day for your updates from my blogroll.
Here's an excerpt from what I'm currently reading:
“Matteo Ricci, a Jesuit priest who possessed great mnemonic powers, traveled to China in 1596 and taught scholars how to build an imaginary palace to keep their memories saft. He told them that the size of the palace would depend on how much they wanted to remember. To everything they wanted to recall, they were to affix an image; to every image, a position inside a room in their mind.” -- Mira Bartók, “The Memory Palace,” 31.
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