Thursday, December 25, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
The idea that multiple sclerosis may be caused by some form of
infectious agent is supported by several interesting observations.
On the Faroe Islands prior to 1920, MS was essentially unknown.
Subsequent to the invasion of British troops, the incidence of MS
It occurs to you later that the moment of learning is inevitably transformative, intrinsically so, apart from all the other crap you learn later.
Anyway, the logical flaws in the composition of this article are interesting. Never mind the clear conclusion that the only MS was brought by the British. The critical premise regards the desire to be aware. Dismiss the popular urge to prevent, to avoid....Then why this neoPuritanism? Can we not embrace our life in safety and moderation? But I relinquish my stump. I question the fundamental utility of this research. (I am satisfied with my fatalism, though I understand the curiosity. But look! Ain't fuck-all to be done about what has happened to me, what I lost, what was taken. It fucked up a good thing, and I'm still a shade bitter. But things are not bad right now.) Consider these two relatively diametric positions.
This is the first I have heard of symptomatic relief.
Then there is the other one which regards a putative cause of the condition. My question is: what now? Just keep taking your meds and quit whining.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Now that I've signed over a chunk of my identity, or surely some subtly momentous change has come about...at any rate I feel a shade more peaceful than when I was working there.
I AM SO GLAD I WENT THERE FIRST!
Today has already been productive. All you ever need is one day.
I wonder who reads this... Probably no one.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Nta douib, Moussa, and there's nothing can be done about it.
Ana douib? Kifash douib?
But no answer. My fate was already sealed by an untouchable gorgeous woman. Her friend with the giant dark eyes, wide and solemn, was Awadtef. Feelings, it meant. They were from Beni Mellal.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Finally… a blank paper. I have a notebook, but this vexing condition makes it easier to write by typing. Naturally, my laptop is 1) in America and 2) rather broken… but I found a keyboard still. So what if it’s French ?
Got scrubbed last night. Lost about
Still a little flared up… I am still mad dizzy and my left side is somewhat numb. But it doesn’t keep from puffing, even during Ramadan.
New gig : Pigier. Seems alright, though Frenchy. Also salary is not fixed, but rather related to the number of students. Sure.
Next: to throw down on some film and put up some good pictures. Maybe.
Friday, September 12, 2008
I will write here again in maybe a week or so when I have more cash. In the meantime, feel free to write me (though I expect you won't) or even call: +212 0.54.48.33.11. Talk soon.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
I feel no compulsion to explain this to anyone; I believe God gets it (insha'llah) and the rest of you can get knotted.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
I am amazed by the clarity of the Path and its revelation to me. I never thought anything like this would happen, but it has. So it has been decreed, so shall it remain. How comforting.