The purple of perplexity . . .

It's the Moon's day . . . serious storms are in the forecasts for tonight in Okieland …

You’ll be happy to know that today is the 168th annivesary of Sigmund Freud's birth. The “father of psychoanalysis” was born on this day in 1856 Freiburg, Moravia, now part of the Czech Republic.

It's also the birthday of Orson Welles. The motion picture director, actor, writer, producer, and magician was born in 1915 Kenosha, Wisconsin.

And 87 years ago today the Hindenburg zepplin crashed and burned in Lakehurst, New Jersey.

Yesterday's notes surviving the Spring rains here in Okieland …

Yesterday was Cinco de Mayo, the Fifth of May, commemorating the Mexican victory over the French in the Battle of Puebla in 1862

Danish religious philosopher Søren Kierkegaard, regarded as the founder of existentialist philosophy, was born in 1813 Copenhagen.

Yesterday Adele turned 36. The multiple Grammy Award recipient was born in 1988, Tottenham, London, England.

Also Tammy Wynette (born May 5, 1942, Itawamba county, Mississippi. She and George Jones became known as “Mr. and Mrs. Country Music.”

Happiness is the absence of the striving for happiness. – Chuang-Tzu

Culture is fast. Evolution is slow. Which means we live with a choice: good stress or not good stress. The speed of modernity has created a panoply of evolutionary mismatches that are making us sick. – Jeff Krasno

We live our human lives in the lacuna between truth and meaning, between objective reality and subjective sensemaking laced with feeling. All of our longings, all of our despairs, all of our reckonings with the perplexity of existence are aimed at one or the other. In the aiming is what we call creativity, how we contact beauty — the beauty of a theorem, the beauty of a sonnet. – Maria Popova, in the Introduction to her soon to be published The Universe in Verse: 15 Portals to Wonder through Science & Poetry

It is the duty of human understanding to understand that there are things which cannot be understood. – Søren Kierkegaard



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