Homer Must Have Felt This

Up Against Another Human Being One's Own Procedures Take On Definition

I Started To Learn Greek When I Was In High School, The Last Year Of High School, By Accident, Because My Teacher Knew Greek And She Offered To Teach Me On The Lunch Hour, So We Did It In An Informal Way, And Then I Did It At University, And That Was The Main Thing Of My Life.

Pleasure And Pain At Once Register Upon The Lover, Inasmuch As The Desirability Of The Love Object Derives, In Part, From Its Lack. To Whom Is It Lacking? To The Lover. If We Follow The Trajectory Of Eros We Consistently Find It Tracing Out This Same Route: It Moves Out From The Lover Toward The Beloved, Then Ricochets Back To The Lover Himself And The Hole In Him, Unnoticed Before. Who Is The Subject Of Most Love Poems? Not The Beloved. It Is That Hole.

I've Come To Understand That The Best One Can Hope For As A Human Is To Have A Relationship With That Emptiness Where God Would Be If God Were Available, But God Isn't.

Then A Miracle Occurred In The Form Of A Plate Of Sandwiches. Geryon Took Three And Buried His Mouth In A Delicious Block Of White Bread Filled With Tomatoes And Butter And Salt. He Thought About How Delicious It Was, How He Liked Slippery Foods, How Slipperiness Can Be Of Different Kinds. I Am A Philosopher Of Sandwiches, He Decided. Things Good On The Inside.