To Lose Yourself: A Voluptuous Surrender, Lost

Think Of Civil Society And The State As Joined In A Marriage Of Necessity. You Already Know Who The Wife Is, The One Who Is Supposed To Love, Cherish And Obey: That's Civil Society. Think Of The State As The Domineering Husband Who Expects To Have A Monopoly On Power, On Violence, On Planning And Policymaking.

Perhaps It’s That You Can’t Go Back In Time, But You Can Return To The Scenes Of A Love, Of A Crime, Of Happiness, And Of A Fatal Decision; The Places Are What Remain, Are What You Can Possess, Are What Is Immortal. They Become The Tangible Landscape Of Memory, The Places That Made You, And In Some Way You Too Become Them. They Are What You Can Possess And In The End What Possesses You.

The Language Of Commerce Has Been Engineered To Describe The Overt Purpose Of A Thing, But Cannot Encompass Fringe Benefits Or Peripheral Pleasures. It Weighs The Obvious Against What In Its Terms Are Incomprehensible. When I Drive From Here To There, Speed, Privacy, Control, And Safety Are Easy To Claim. When I Walk, What Happens Is More Vague, More Ambiguous-and In Many Circumstances Much Richer. I Am Out In The World. It's Exercise, Though Not So Quantifiably As On A Treadmill In A Gym With A Digital Readout.

Thinking Is Generally Thought Of As Doing Nothing In A Production - Oriented Society And Doing Nothing Is Hard To Do. It's Best Done By Disguising It As Doing Something And The Something Closest To Doing Nothing Is Walking.

A Procession Is A Participants' Journey, While A Parade Is A Performance With An Audience.