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  • Intellectually Malnourished, Withered Lemmondade

    At times in life I have experienced a feeling of being intellectually malnourished. That is not exactly what it is. I will try again; it is a sense that I cannot go beyond a certain level of ratiocination, that I am not bright enought to see further or see beyond. I do not compare myself with others. It is just a self-observation, like knowing I’m not good with figures. I feel limited. It is not a self-limitation — perhaps it is. What is notable is the feeling of insufficiency to deal with a problem or concern. It is not a…

  • Mt. Lemmon Burns

    Mt. Lemmon burns. It sends out smoke so blossomed in bloom that the sky is a corsage of roses of varying hues. It is volcanic as well. The Catalina Mountains are not rugged nor fierce to my eye, merely judgmental. Like fire, they simply are — unexplained. What I would give if I could see free of everything that conditions and blinds me? I wish I could have spoken with Kazantzakis. I wish I could have taken on Jung for his anti-Semitism. I would have liked to have played with Jesus (an imaginary playmate) as a child. What larks, Pip,…

  • New Reviews And Other Literary Chatter

    Errant Dreams gave me a smashing review (http://www.errantdreams.com/reviews/2008/04/30); Edwin Turner at biblioklept (http://biblioklept.org/2008/04/30 writes:”…for all its monsters and perverts and manic depressive, (Down to a Sunless Sea) is never cruel in its darkness or unsympathetic in its distance. Freese creates real people here, and if we laugh at their pain, we’re laughing with them. Highly recommended.” And Josette of Books Love me, http://www.booksloveme.com/2008/04/27/dom-to-a-sunless-sea-by-mathias-b-freese/says: “Like what I had mentioned earlier, this books gets you thinking and asking questions. . . .” Additionally, Derek Alger, editor at Pif magazine has completed an interview with me, coming out in June or September; Edwin…

  • Some More Lemmon Meringue

    At 63 I have not done much in life or accomplished much. Does it really matter that one went to an ivy league school or that one was an alcoholic in the grand scheme of things? Doesn’t a defeated man feel as much if not more pain as a successful man? I wonder. Does it matter at all? No. It does not matter. Does anything matter at all? No. I read the recent Krakatoa and sensed its latent philosophy, human beings evolve without purpose; what is, is. What will be, will be. All the meaning of the world is determined…