wrote a poem: a brief text from the 2020s to Herr Goebbels in the 1940s
You call my art Degenerate And say you don't exagerrate
Hey now, mister You sure seem sinister
You call my art Degenerate And say you don't exagerrate
Hey now, mister You sure seem sinister
The Central Public Library has been undergoing renovations for a year, and counting.
It can be tempting to spiral into pessimism, but I make effort to look for encouraging signs of new growth, and for the caresses of the breezes of Spring.
Slayer Cold and heartless, she kills the one who supports her.
Thief Steals from her husband.
I have been pondering the cosmopolitan nature of street-names, or place-names, in Singapore recently.
For example:
During a durable durian season Tourists carefully took a taste Oh! Wheezing and sneezing Some abstained
Today is the 1241st day since 1st March 2020 A.D.
I've been stumbling upon publicly available pianos, and practising on them.
There is a movement of public pianos, in Singapore. And I have heard pianists performing these. (Not an exhaustive list).
My friend (whom I met at church) introduced me to a book by Lewis Hyde, titled “The gift: how the creative spirit transforms the world”.
Today is the 1217th day, since 1st March 2020. (According to a software program).
Today is the 1201st day since 1st March 2020.
(According to the counter at: https://whatdayofmarch2020.com/ )
Yesterday, I went to an event that used Open Space Technology to facilitate conversations.
The topic was sustainability: specifically, carbon management and carbon reduction.