I had this large blog entry here for about a week, things about music, modern culture and changes that were disturbing to me. Writing got a lot off my chest. I kept seeing parts I wrote that I disagreed with or where I saw holes. I am not a trained philosopher, merely a lover of wisdom. I found that parts of this long entry were not me. I couldn’t hold myself to everything I said I believed. It’s hard to write with clarity, without contradictions. So I will quote something that deeply touched me, from ancient wisdom:
The barn has burned down.
Now, I can see the moon.