The Mazeppist

A Transgressive Transcendentalist manifesto.

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Part Irish, part Dervish, ecstatic humanist, critical Modernist, transgressive Transcendentalist.

Friday, March 31, 2023

All Fools Eve


                                                             Bruegel the Younger.

Tuesday, March 28, 2023

Carlos Simon: be still and know

Sunday, March 26, 2023

SOCIOLOGY - Auguste Comte

Saturday, March 25, 2023

Epicurean Contentment

 

Those who seek many things are always lacking; blessed is the one with whom the god has been stingy, providing just enough... (from Horace, Odes, Bk. III, xvi).


Anyone in this world with half a loaf/And a roof over his head/Is neither Master nor Slave; say to him: "Be happy always,"/for he possesses a world of happiness. 

(from Omar Khayyam, Ruba'iyyat, tr. slightly amended from Avery and Heath-Stubbs, # 179). 

Wednesday, March 22, 2023

Plato's Song

Monday, March 20, 2023

Society of Friends of Epicurus: A Philosophical Community

Eikas - The Epicurean Feast of the Twentieth

Saturday, March 18, 2023

Walter Pater: Conclusion to Studies in the History of the Renaissance

                                                                         Here.

Friday, March 17, 2023

No. 16, 1949


 

Thursday, March 16, 2023

It Doesn't Have To Be This Way (feat. Brandon Scott)

Wednesday, March 15, 2023

The Plain Sense of Things


                                                         Was Van Gogh religious?

Friday, March 10, 2023

Persian Elegance


 

Thursday, March 09, 2023

Water


                                         Photo credit: Nicole Franzen.

Sunday, March 05, 2023

The Plain Sense of Things


                                                     Poem by Wallace Stevens.

Saturday, March 04, 2023

Horace


                                                             In Our Time.

Friday, March 03, 2023

The Rock

 

                The starting point of the human and the end,
                That in which space itself is contained, the gate
                To the enclosure, day, the things illumined

                By day, night and that which night illumines,
                Night and its midnight-minting fragrances,
                Night's hymn of the rock, as in a vivid sleep.

                                        ~ Wallace Stevens