Superstitious thinkers have stood in the way of meaningful scientific innovation throughout history, and they still do. They obstruct the serious theoretical and technical challenges we face. Luckily, history also shows that most major scientific discoveries that promised to serve humanity especially well were adopted despite fierce resistance from misguided forces. Most people will do […]
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The wind ripples across my back, and sunlight paints my depths with golden streaks. In this delicious moment of sound, light, and flow, I fear the clouds will soon close in and end my holy celebration on this remote autumn morning. In time, I’ll change my shape to fit the long quiet night. and dream
The sunset shrouded the bay in a mantle of gold. Ben scanned the horizon from his second-floor balcony and then leaned forward in his chair to gain a clearer view of his front yard. The jacaranda trees were in full bloom, their lush petals a purple canopy for anyone strolling up the path to his
The shades enter and leave each frame in unexpected ways. Being human means being part of the projection. I’m a visitor, here for a while but then off to somewhere else, wearing the body and everything that goes with it. The accessories make us think this is who we are, but they’re just borrowed trappings cloaking
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This is part of a series of columns that feature a much-loved poem, and other poems that speaks to, or resonate with, the first poem. This week’s poem is “Requiem,” written by Robert Louis Stevenson. This poem was carved into Stevenson’s gravestone. The line that attracted me was “Glad did I live and gladly die.” Some critics consider
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This is the eighth in a series of columns that feature a much-loved poem and a second poem that speaks to, or resonates with, that poem. This week’s poem is “Oatmeal,” written by Galway Kinnell in the late 1980s. Kinnell was Poet Laureate of Vermont from 1989 to 1993 and a Nobel prizewinner. A follower
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