Category Archives: Calendar

Because he had forgotten and because he remembered that he had reminded himself twice not to forget.

The calendar is intolerable to all wisdom, the horror of all astronomy, and a laughingstock from a mathematician's point of view.

I have devised a stratagem.  I cannot wait to tell you because it will be our entry key to a great high mystery the secret of which is found in, oh but shall I jump right in and tell you?  To tell or not to tell.

Oh where to begin.  I must do this properly as my secret is so momentous, so illuminating.  Now please quiet down, quiet down.  Oh where to begin.

Today, on this historic occasion, the feast day of dear Saint Martin I, pope and martyr and sufferer of dysentery (hang in there Marty!) this feast day of Saint Nilus the Elder not the younger who after the birth of his children desperately needed alone time and hey haven’t we all been there, on this feast day of Saint Emilian Cucullatus another of your hermit types, this glorious feast day of Saint Machar Irish emigree to Scotland, so there’s that then, so many memories, so many memories, and let me see, can’t forget old Saint Cunibert today on his feast day who did something or other I cannot recall, and this is feast day of Saint Cumian the Tall good god, how many saints are there?  … More

January 1, 2017

Many people have agreed to name this day the first day of January, 2017, and that this date marks the beginning point of the year.  2016 is over, now on this day we say 2017.  We need this sort of standardization so we might communally preform the usual cycles of society (commercial, political, spiritual, and so on) according to annual schedules.  As a people, like other cultures before ours, we enjoy feeling that that which has started, may start again.  An event that means enough to be remembered, can be remembered again.  Accurately.  We like to say this is the exact day upon which whatever it was happened, happened.

Our need for ritual depends upon such a precision to reality; this moment will come around again and we can plan when that will be.  But it doesn’t.  Temporal repetitiveness would be nightmarish.  Can you imagine the eerie sameness we would experience as we age?  In this Nietzschean eternal return1 what free will would we have?  … More

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