A big old bricolage. Philosophy (every kind, but nowadays I probably will only write on philosophy of x, where x is a science or mathematics (+retain some interest in meta-phil/meta-ethics)), leftish politics (but now weary of political pontificating), (post-Keynesian) economics (but now weary of economic theorising), palaeoanthropology, linguistics, history, natural history, ecology, and some (mostly old) writing of a more artistic kind, autobiographical and fiction (both mostly humorous).
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Sunday 14 January 2018
I wrote an ok short poem
Musical Predation
Wheeling hawks,
Buffeted by
wind,
On a hot,
cloudless day,
Scanning,
hungry-eyed
Before a sudden dive & A frog is gobbled.
[I like it because the last line sounds funny lol]
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