Lavoro. Last Friday I got swarmed by fire ants when moving a barricade, still itch like cuh-razy and I keeping waking up to discover I've been scratching them in my sleep. Arms look like I have chicken pox.
Reading, mhm. Going thru Maimonides' Guide for the Perplexed. Been on my long list for a while. Spends an inordinate number of pages convincing his readers that only the initiated/properly prepared should study metaphysics. Compares wisdom to the ocean: those who know how to swim will dive to the bottom and retrieve pearls, those who do not will drown. Lots of fun Hebrew words (including a bit relevant to the Wind Choplogic theme of the moment, supongo -- see picture below). Prob post in more detail at a later pt.
Otherwise, going thru Oxford Book of Mystical Verse and bouncing between Cortazar's Rayuela and some Italian studying. Want to read Scienza Nuova and some Bruno (see Joycean connection). E ancora sto cercando lavoro.
Because vento:
