posted by ironyofdparadox at 2:42 pm
Someone once described me as an “animated book”. Sucker for sychophancy, it was a compliment, well-took. Blogging’s a reluctant séance I walked into — a stab to incite my creative spurs back into a world from where they had taken voluntary retirement. A vacuous space where they indulged in nothingness — my once-zealot urges were Vladimir and Estragon, waiting for Godot. “Nothing to be done” read their logo. Drenched in the meaningless of existentialism, I ached for a catharsis. In non-absurdist lingo, I needed a space to appease my now-out-of-order ego. A Kafkaesque metamorphosis trailed this reawakening, now I verge on the obsessive compulsive… That’s right I’m a knee-jerk skeptic. Therein lies the irony of the paradox.
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CONTRary to the TEMPtationS
inherent in the “apt” word,
is dictionary.com’s
word for today:
Concatenation \kon-kat-uh-NAY-shuhn; kuhn-\, noun:
A series of links united;
a series or order of things
depending on each other,
as if linked together;
a chain, a succession
Adding for good measure
an “apter” instance
of possible usage:
She invested
a variety of significances
in the word "there,"
a concatenation
of linked associations
with space, time, and place.
-- Nuruddin Farah, Secrets
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