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Tuesday, November 10, 2015

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 “I write about my father and mother, their generation, and my own limited experience, our struggle for individual freedom and self-expression in the Mitteleuropean Orwelean society.”
~Coldest River

Mark Twain once said, “The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why.” Finding out is the tricky part, which is to say, it’s all very well to tell people to follow their passion, but the actual process of getting there isn’t always going to be an easy ride.
“Let your own curiosity and interests help guide you toward your passion,” says Melissa Dahl in a recent article on New York magazineDahl cites recent research which suggests this kind of guided journey might be the best way of actually finding your passion – but the work, as tedious or as difficult as it might seem at the time, comes first. 



What’s The Point Of Nonfiction Books When You Can Look Everything Up Online? “The information may be finite and fixed but it can be has been specially selected which makes it have more coherence. This can give readers an experience that is different from searching the internet but equally satisfying.” The Guardian (UK) 

TWENTY-FIVE YEARS ago this fall, a crowd of thousands gathered along the east side of the Berlin Wall and demanded, with the urgency of people who had spent decades under an authoritarian communist regime, that the border guards  let them pass to the other side. That night, the gates swung open and the sledgehammers came out. Soon, the wall was all but destroyed, and the two countries it had kept apart for almost 30 years were finally joined back together The Berlin Wall great human experiment

We have two visions of how reality works: general relativity and quantum mechanics. Problem is, they are fundamentally incompatible... Bordering on Absurd »


Note the latest understanding around a particular area of subconscious influence – that of the incredible power of priming: how tiny cues and stimuli around us can subconsciously (and significantly) affect our behaviour.
Priming with words Also: The Hidden Potential of Sensory Priming
 
Signs of Prohibition at Windsor
An international expert on planning healthy cities has warned Sydney against following the Asian model of concentrating high rise around train stations to house a booming population. Dubbing it "suburban cellulite", the clusters of towers were designed to give maximum patronage to private railways and retailers, but are now being regretted by Chinese planners, says Guy Perry of construction firm AECOM. "People are not happy there " Wall of Kommunist Money Flowing Down Under The Big problem with Sydney and Melbourne

Heavy-handed, on the nose, show don't tell: When did we become obsessed withsubtlety? In art, potency is paramount and bluntness a virtue »
ATO settles on almost 3 billion with companies after disputes
Signs of Creativity by the Bridge alongside of the Thames River around Eaton
Wall Street Journal editorial,American Tax Refugees: Why So Many Yanks Are Renouncing Their U.S. CitizenshipFew privileges in the world are greater than U.S. citizenship, so why are a record number of Americans giving it up these days? The U.S. Treasury Department reported this week that 1,426 Americans turned in their passports between July and September, more than in any previous quarter. The total for the year is on pace to far exceed last year’s all-time-high of 3,415. 




Robert Wood, If Clinton Foundation Fails To Amend Its Taxes, ‘What Difference Does It Make?’ “In general, and subject to timing constraints, one can correct tax mistakes by filing amended returns. However, sometimes the IRS views amended tax returns as too little too late.”
Knowing that everything comes to an end is a gift of experience, a consolation gift for knowing that we ourselves are coming to an end. Before we get it we live in a continuous present, and imagine the future as more of that present. Happiness is endless happiness, innocent of its own sure passing. Pain is endless pain...