perception
November 12, 2009
- From the moment we're born, each of us is thrust into a conflict that's existed for the entirety of human civilization. Depending on our circumstance, the place where we grew up, our social status, our race, gender, sexual orientation, or spiritual inclination, each of us have, or inevitably will, experience personal trauma so utterly devastating to our individual identity that the invisible ...
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October 14, 2009
- I am not what I say..The words that sometimes flow on my tongueAre created by the hands of centuriesMy words are not budding from an earth so young..I am not what I say...For sometimes I hear myself like a stranger,And I ask "Who is it that feigns to be me?!"And I wonder if they will believe her,And if the hymn I feelWill ever sound as clear..I am not what is said,I am the ...
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September 24, 2009
- Someone recently commented that it appeared I had a science background. The reason? I analyse and dissect.I do. But my analysis and dissection is far from scientific. I do not start with a theory, then experiment to prove its veracity. What I do is akin to taking a mould of clay, pulling it into two…the insides of the halves initially do not appear smooth; there are ridges or pockmarks all over ...
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September 15, 2009
- There was no lather as I took a blob to wash my hair. Scrub-scrub-scrub. Nothing. I tried with another blob, then another. I decided to look at it closely through eyes that might burn. It wasn’t the shampoo. It was the conditioner. How was I to know? Both the bottles came as Siamese twins; they looked alike. I finally got the lather going over hair that had been flattened by too much care. As I ...
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September 11, 2009
- I live with a cold blooded killer. I haven’t turned him into the cops because he’s my cat, Tegan. He’s on a roll at the moment. It’s summer and that means young and inexperienced creatures are poking their heads from their protective homes and Tegan is there to bite them off. I spent last week picking up the chewed remains of mice, rats, birds and a lizard. As soon as I’d ...
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September 7, 2009
- Feminists and academics are ready for a pound of flesh and a slice of vice. It would be delicious but I am a bit chary about the intent however luscious be the execution. I do not quite understand what it means to be a ‘feminist porn filmmaker’. Mia Engberg is one lucky chick. She has received $69,000 in public funds from the Swedish Film Institute to make Dirty Diaries. She explains, “Porn ...
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August 22, 2009
- I am not sure I’d like to have a little chat with Mona Lisa or want her to wave out to me like some movie star. This is not about purity in art but about purity in ways of seeing. Rather than humanising, it becomes robotic. Beijing’s Alive Gallery is doing just that. It has got a whole series of famous art works that move and talk. The Mona Lisa, for example, answers questions. In a video ...
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August 12, 2009
- One of the themes of my book, Torn by God: A Family's Struggle with Polygamy, is that people who are in the position of speaking for God are in a position of great power. They get to say what reality is not only in this life, but in the next as well. The code we use to make decisions about what is right and wrong, determines to a large degree, how we perceive the world and the others who inhabit ...
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August 2, 2009
- 1. When you have a writing project to do, a thousand distractions suggest themselves. Now you must write the story of the thousand distractions.2. Weeds are flowers that grow too easily.3. The reason most people abhor silence is that it forces them to listen to themselves.
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July 31, 2009
- Just as we were about to touch the ground, the aircraft made a huge rumbling sound. The passengers had already begun to fidget in preparation - a quick run of comb, mobile phones ready to be switched on, newspapers rumpled and pushed into seat pockets. Before anything could register we were up in the air again; all I could see outside was a veil of furious rain.After a few minutes in which I ...
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