This day is spent writing, from early morning into early evening. I never even venture outside, content instead to look out the kitchen windows and experience outside that way, from the warmth. Plenty of email correspondance to take care of (at the Digital Chaos event in Bath I will do a dinner performance, among a few tens of other things to deal with). Anna comes over for dinner — I had wanted to give her some contact addresses in the US and talk a little more about her trip — we plan to meet in NYC the first week of July. Yet again Jim prepares a superb dinner — lamb, salad, potatoes, a nice Bulgarian Cabernet Sauvignon, coffee, and Belgian chocolate. I indulge myself and show the three of them parts of this web site, which, I nervously note, is expanding daily. I wonder when I will get in trouble with the ismennt sysop or server controller? Anyway. I continue.
I think when one is too involved in making strict rules about what is right and what is wrong, or this is art and this is not: when a wall gets set up, one is cutting out a lot of interesting experiences, maybe some important parts of ones self. Then if you realize that this or that prohibition doesn’t have to exist, you suddenly discover another dimension to your life. In a way this relates to how we must learn to live together in the world. — Geoffrey Hendricks