Showing posts with label William Wordsworth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label William Wordsworth. Show all posts

Sunday, August 03, 2014

applied pulsed power

Drove by Applied Pulsed Power outside of Ithaca yesterday (a robust, full day of Puddledockers canoeing; Ithaca Bakery coffee; Purity ice cream; Buttermilk Falls lounging, semi-napping, and hiking; A&W up the road; Jets training ending with brilliant fireworks).

This proper name of a corporate entity got me musing:
  • Is pulsed power the scientist's term for love?
  • Is it spirit and transcendence?
  • Immanence?
  • Is it what William Wordsworth referred to when he wrote "felt in the blood, and felt along the heart"?
  • Most important, how do we apply this pulsed power to ourselves and others?

Friday, December 11, 2009

holiday malaise?

Is it creeping in, my annual malaise, which may be more a healthy and spiritual sanctuary than a depression? It may be. Is it not sensible to retreat from that which is senseless? Or am I merely escaping responsibility? If Wordsworth said, "The world is too much with us, late and soon;/ Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers," what would he say of rampant consumerism masquerading as religiosity?

Words, and Then Some

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