Life

  • The Very Public Death of a Cicada

    It wasn’t me, I swear It just fell from the sky Right next to me Falling through layers of air A loud thumb Sealed its fate Or perhaps it was Already dead After sixteen years Of sleep it screamed In agony over life Until now Now it lies here Body intact, soul astray Food for…

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  • In memoriam: Anne Dufourmantelle

    Because she knew the difference…

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  • The Chinese experience – Part I

    China, a fascinating land full of new obstacles, opportunities and perspectives that has been a great experience so far. Around every corner there can be something new, disgusting, lovely, beautiful, touching, crazy, horrifying. It is a great test of sanity, of belonging, of becoming.

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  • Recensie: ‘Jij zegt het’ door Connie Palmen

    Een boek om nog lang over na te denken.

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  • Reflection on Birdman and the reality and/of art

    Winner of four Oscars, and some of my favourite actors in it (Edward Norton, Naomi Watts). Enough to go and watch this film, right? Or perhaps it is the subtitle of the film that made me go and see it… In any case a movie that is worth watching: “Birdman: or the unexpected virtue of ignorance“.…

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  • On ‘The Imitation Game’

    Some things leave you speechless. With a single tear coming down my cheek I left the cinema tonight. This doesn’t happen very often. But then again, the lives of awkward extraordinary people don’t get made into a movie very often.

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  • Sometimes…

    Only sometimes you realise everything is linked, comes together. It’s such a powerful feeling, to see how a poem you learned by heart when you were a mere thirteen years old, the epigraph of a master thesis, a quoted sentence on the first page of my final work in high school – all relates, comes…

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  • Only one question

    Writing on the impossible, inevitably leads back to Albert Camus: “There is but one truly serious philosophical problem, and that is suicide. (…) Whether the earth or the sun revolves around the other is a matter of profound indifference. To tell the truth, it is a futile question. On the other hand, I see many people die because they…

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  • On Being, a Philosopher

    Some time ago I’ve started calling myself ‘philosopher’. Something which is ridiculous, as any nobody could do so. (And unfortunately there are too many nobodies who do just that…) But most people wouldn’t think about labeling themselves ‘philosopher’, perhaps because it is a disgraceful, unproductive profession without economic benefits. Which is true. But so far,…

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  • Positive Notes

    Perhaps it is a necessary part of any great piece of music, the moment of despair right before you find yourself not in a different position, but definitely back on the ‘right’ track. Right being a feeling. Track being the long and windy road ahead. The same one that looked unbearable the day before. Sometimes,…

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