ReMOval
Friends and family of Mo mourn his recent passing. Mo suffered one close shave too many. He leaves behind a stiff upper lip and a tear in the eye. Mo will be remembered for his important contribution to the cause of men’s health.
A bit more reality
I rode my bike to school for the first time this week. It was beautiful: good for the soul. Mornings in Singapore are a gentle space. The air feels fresher and the hint of the heat to come gives morning a note of preciousness – like the last mouthful of a favourite cake. My bike glides along with the rubber whispering to the asphalt and the pedals turning quiet circles. There’s no traffic in the park and no need to watch too hard for others on the path. My mind can drift with the rhythm of the ride. Somewhere I read that this state can be described as “flow”. Reflecting more on my last post, I think I’d describe it as the space outside of language. It’s a place where one simply is and there is something inherently paradoxical about trying to write about it. Who am I when I can’t use language to describe who I am? Wittgenstein made the assertion that "Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent." I think he meant something a little more specific than the state ...
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