I am educated in the Western Classical Tradition, B.A. from U.C. Berkeley in Latin and Greek, English major, one year at U. of Toronto, studied under Alain Renoir and Northrop Frye, read most classics full time for many years after university in French, English, Latin and Greek to the modern day. I am interested in the near future of technology, what changes it imposes upon our heritage and character as humans. Short stories and Essays are my medium.
17 Mar 2023 4 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
Here's a piece out of my journal, when I first moved into Steve's and the week before Lindsay moved in: I don’t have the exact date, but towards the end of September I moved to Steve’s empty pad with a telephone call and spent the first days there...
17 Mar 2023 5 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
Early next morning he was roused out of a dreamless sleep by the bells that called the temple priests to breakfast. As this day had been declared a day of celebration, there would be no morning service. The prayers would be integrated...
17 Mar 2023 6 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
Lindsey's brother Ally always reminded me of Charles Manson, same hair and beard, only smiling. Lindsey moves in. It was a mid-afternoon, as I recall, (it’s not in my journal, this unexpected tsunami) but it was totally unannounced, surprising and...
16 Mar 2023 10 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
We came up to this dark pillar running and found to our horror that it was a man. He was almost naked, wearing only a thin robe that was richly ornamented in the old style. On his head sat the tall headgear of a bishop. He was facing...
15 Mar 2023 5 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
A Durer woodblock My friend Steve was visiting Boston for a month and kindly offered me his flat while away. This was a few days before I left the warehouse and Nikki forever. He rented the bottom flat of a dilapidated Victorian house, two block...
15 Mar 2023 7 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
The next morning we woke up to a double calamity. Our guide had slipped away in the night, and the wind-blown snow had covered up all trace of the way he went. The wind lashed snow in our faces. We could barely see a few yards ahead. ...
14 Mar 2023 3 minute read 1 comment Diomedes
Before I continue on with my story at the point of leaving the ghetto forever, I'd like to share a few things I gathered there on the huge injustice of wealth inequality For any of you who've read my other posts, like the last one, you'll see that...
14 Mar 2023 12 minute read 1 comment Diomedes
Up in smoke. “Next Scott bangs on the door, all irate, yelling: “Is Nicky in there”. I answer the door. The mirror and lines are still on the table and Nicky is holding a napkin to her bleeding arm. Scott bursts in and sits at the desk, while I r...
14 Mar 2023 5 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
It would have been inappropriate, even disrespectful, to further question the visitor along such lines. Yet the main question still remained unanswered and bred a host of doubts in some of those present. Why did he come to such a small...
13 Mar 2023 6 minute read 0 comments Diomedes
Ghetto bar “Monday Sept 17th, 9:30 a.m.: Pausing in the hall after taking a shower and hearing hammers banging I think: “Ah, methinks I hear the tinkling sounds of progress and our eviction”. How much like an American author felt I last night as I...
