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“At times I feel as if I am spread out over the landscape and inside things, and am myself living in every tree, in the splashing of the waves, in the clouds and the animals that come and go, in the procession of the seasons” Jung Also, in every tear and smile of my patients 🦋

“We see micro-narratives, not objects.” Ruminating on this, while my coffee (object) gives me a sensation ( inserting micro-narrative, experiential) What is this brain? 🦋

I wish Darwin could explain to me why we need consciousness, this “fall” to self reflection.

“The roses had the look of flowers that are looked at” T.S Elliot Phenomena, ghosts, and coffee, the smell of a memory.

The need to “Know” .. butterflies, flying away from the platonic cave. Away from the smoke, the mirrors. Poetry over fiction? Random mumbling. La vida es sueño.

Reflecting while I have coffee and listen to Zoom babble: At what point, from entering med school to “perform” (theatrical pun) a sacred duty, everything changed to “provide” a “service” to a “customer”? I need to speak with the manager, ha! Another brick in the wall.

Science without art has no meaning.

This case presentation by Richard Choi, DO, FNCS is a multivitamin to the soul. Magnifique 😍

“Bones and flowers run together in my mind” Georgia O’Keeffe I feel the same way Georgia, bones and flowers. Cow’s Skull with Calico Roses, 1931

If I'm ever delirious, I want to be trapped in this loop: “Well, what will you drink?” I asked “Pernod” “That’s not good for little girls.” “Little girl yourself. Dites garçon, in pernod.” “A Pernod for me, too.” Hemingway. The Sun Also Rises

The tragedy of Sisyphus is that he is conscious. … Camus in the middle of coffee steam

“O Voltaire! O humaneness! O nonsense! There is something about the “truth”, about the search for truth; when a human being goes about it too humanely— He seeks the true only to do the good— I bet he finds nothing!” Nietzsche’s burr holing my skull. Café.

Today, while I sip this coffee, it is the only way I could justify consciousness: "only as an aesthetic phenomenon is the world justified," Nietzsche 🦋

If one is “unable to conserve its past, forgetting itself unceasingly,” that is what being unconscious is like. Ergo, where our memories reside is likely also where our consciousness resides. Umm coffee….

“Time is a form of consciousness.” Oh, Kant! Why do you have to complicate my life? Coffee🦋

“Thus, the atopia of the other, turns out to be the utopia of Eros” B. Chul Han

“For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we can still barely endure, and while we stand in wonder it coolly disdains to destroy us. Every Angel is terrifying” Rilke

A desperate search for truth, Agonal task. Veritas I dance away. Prometheus holds me, hidden from the gods, from reason. Feeds me with nectar, mystery, and madness.

Life is a word-based phenomenon.

“A dust infatuated with ghosts-such is man: his absolute image, ideally lifelike, would be incarnated in a Don Quixote seen by Aeschylus” Cioran - all of a sudden my coffee bitters and sweetens like pulsations of a clock.