I am a liar, you are not.


January 19th, 2009

Exceptional Ratta

[“He says I am exceptional. But so is he!”]

What we want

December 16th, 2008

“If this is what you want”.

Want, wish, desire, need, necessity, to hope for, and long for, to envision and imagine, also habit, being used to, require, or lust, appetite, hunger, passion, zest, and — last but sure not least — love are all similar in some ways. One might say these notions are all the same as much as they are different — and differentiating.

And then, there is what we do, and there is what we talk (or write) about, which is just another act which we think of as being what we “want”.

This is (in short) what I wanted to say.


Lying with numbers

November 24th, 2008

99% of all numbers provided to support an argument — be it in scientific or popular media — have no value whatsoever unless they come with proper mention of at least the confidence intervals, the size of the sample and its properties, or other means of making reliability comparable such as standard deviation.

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A soft cut

November 16th, 2008

For those who know what science means in its very original sense it is obvious that the exact sciences are at least the lesser of two evils. No one wants contused lacerations.

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You don’t get me

November 12th, 2008

Ratta not to get

don’t tell me, don’t ask me,
don’t picture me, don’t love me.
grab me!

You are

August 8th, 2008

I just wanted to say that you are so

  and alluring,
   simply great,
    you are spectacular,
     and impressive,
       plain charming,
        and cheerful,
           even marvelous,
            always interesting,
             and intelligent,
              you are stunning,
                  and enchanting,
                   just awesome,
              and attractive;
             and eye-opening,
        and enlightening,
       downright astonishing.
      You are damn rare.

Never forget this!
And always remember that it was me who said it.

How to know we know each other

August 3rd, 2008

Recently, I have exchanged two e-mail messages with the owner of a weblog which I happened to stumble upon. After the second message, he asked me: Do we know each other?

My first thought was: How should I know? But then, here is how to know we know each other:

If you think we could perhaps know each other chances are we do not.

If you think that I may ever say so you certainly do not know me.

If you think we might actually never get to know each other we already do (know quite an essential part of what I think we could possibly know from each other).

If you know that my middle name is Epimenides we in fact do know each other. But then, tell me, why do you ask?

Try a secret

May 25th, 2008

If there were secrets do they need to be secrets?
If a secret does not need to be a secret it will not be a secret anymore. I believe in secrets which is why I do not try to reveal them. Is this why magicians never reveal their tricks? Magicians’ tricks are their reality. Moreover, they are their tools to manufacture reality (and not just someone else’s). Are they tricks at all?

However, yes, I wonder what the tricks of life are, too. — Love? Love is just part of it. I dared to look further. Until I stopped looking.
Once you look through and you see clearly what is going on, you see what was hidden behind or underneath. You don’t see what there was. You see something new.

It’s like you start loving another man or woman once you begin to understand the one in front of you. Maybe this is what LaBute meant when he said one should not ask why when “what” is in front of oneself?

There are secrets. Do we need to reveal them? Or should we just try not to try?

“You are off the edge of the map, mate. Here there be monsters!”

Where are the maps that show us how to approach the secrets of life?
I guess, I like monsters.

What is the secret? Can you keep it?

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[This entry was originally posted 2008-05-28. It was re-done, updated, and expanded 2008-06-07.]