online: 20 august 2015
modified: 19 august 2015

25 july 2015 a country walk in the city

...from a randomly selected seat... looking at evening sky... blue and purple cloud above pale pink and grey cumuli... lit by weak sunlight... surrounded by large bushy trees and mown fields... and a few people... who look as if they live nearby of whom is flying a remote control model aircraft that keeps appearing above the distant trees

...a musical bird sound... or is it someone imitating bird calls in the manner of music... or of whistling...'s getting dark... so i walk back... on mown grass and through the garden suburb... feeling at home here... as in other places... on the earth... and even as if on the moon... which is high in the sky this evening

...'i'... 'the'... 'on'

...these words appear... spontaneously... just above the touchscreen keyboard

the software is trying to be helpful... it is programmed to guess the next words... whereas i am trying to let the context decide*

*this reminds me of something i've been reading:

It is by lending his body to the world that the artist changes the world into paintings.

from 'Eye and Mind', in Maurice Merleau-Ponty: basic writings, edited by Thomas Baldwin, Routledge, London and New York, 2004, page 294.

...all these things are partly known... and partly not...


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