This blog is meant to be a collage of thoughts (accompanied by photography, of course) on philosophy, art, local happenings, culture, and politics. These posts will range from well-thought out and organized writings to stream-of-consciousness "episodes." Similar to Molly Bloom's soliloquy in the last chapter of James Joyce's Ulysses (after which this blog is named--one of my favorite literary passages of all time), this blog can be read as an interior monologue of recollections and realizations. To be truthful, there is no solid plan for what this is going to be, but I need to occupy my time with something.
"Only your eyes are unclosed to see the black and folded town fast, and slow, asleep...
From where you are, you can hear their dreams."
-Dylan Thomas, Under Milk Wood
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