Wednesday, September 8, 2004

There’s no perfect beginning

You get up in the morning and just start, because that’s what you are to do. In light of all the preparation, you have to improvise anyway, doing the best you can when The Best has to be produced. You might be capable of genius. But not this morning.

That’s proximality.

Primordiality—a rendering of philosophical fundaments, etc.—may be way down the road, like a phenomenological reduction.

Or not.