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Greek Almonds and my Childhood Summers

May 8, 2019

This post is a stream-of-consciousness post. If you liked the one on coffee and summer afternoons, you’ll like this one too. If you found that one too chaotic and nonsensical, leave now – because this one isn’t any different. Greek almonds; and childhood summers; and coffee (yeah, I know);

Stream-of-consciousness means I just type whatever comes to mind; or pours from it, rather. I don’t think we, authors, have much control over what pours from our creative minds. At least we shouldn’t, I believe.

Our brains are filtering devices, that try to help us cope with all the brutality out there. The thing is, filtering out the brutality takes some of the beauty with it.

Greek almonds. Coffee. Summer. My childhood. There’s a certain visuality in this photo that is unique to me and me alone. Perhaps there’s another, unique to you – and very different than mine.

What does all this have to do with Greece, summers, almonds, and my childhood? What does it mean? It means what you want it to mean.

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Coffee, Summer Afternoons, and Greece

March 6, 2018

Experiencing

coffee, creativity, experience, life, musings, nostalgia, time

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Today’s article is more like a stream-of-consciousness exercise. Expect it to be nonsensical, incoherent, or just simply obscure. If it has to have a topic, let that be coffee, summer afternoons, and Greece. I can’t begin to describe how many memories, thoughts, and feelings this deceptively innocent combination brings to me. These musings I called “timeless”, but I don’t mean that figuratively. I mean it literally: these musings, in actual fact, are outside time altogether.

They are timeless because they are connected neither casually nor temporally, but through affect, meaning, and… coffee. I said in my article on timelessness and experience:

There is an abstract reality hidden beyond the – largely illusory – veil of time, which connects you as a child to you as an adult. It also connects both those “yous” with all other “yous” that have or will ever have existed.

coffee, summer afternoons, Greece — Greek coffee; a grain of sand of the beach which is my memories

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