September 30th, 2020

the great French writer E. M. Cioran

It is 2:42 PM Wednesday afternoon here in West Michigan. Where else could I be, but here? There is no place for me to be but here. If I am not here than I am not existing.

Right now it is raining outside and it is gray. It feels like early Winter today. Soon there will be snow on the ground. Winter comes early here in Michigan.

Carol and I both got up this morning around 7:30 AM. It is a blessing to wake up in the morning with someone you love. To have a lover is a blessing in this loveless dead American world. When we got up I made a fresh pot of coffee and then messed with our main computer.

Carol left this morning for a Woman's Bible Study. While she was gone I read Numbers/Old Testament/Bible and from a book titled, 'Old Testament Theology-Israel's Gospel' Volume 1 by John Goldingay.

Carol got home around 11:30 AM and we ate lunch. After lunch we left to visit thrift stores in search of used books to add to our library-I found these used books today-

'The Hedgehog And The Fox-An Essay On Tolstoy's View of History' by Isaiah Berlin

'A Woman In Jerusalem' A Novel by A. B. Yahoshua Translated from the Hebrew by Hillet Halkin

'101 Reykjarik' A Novel by Hallgrimur Helgason Translated by Brian FitzGibbon

'My History: A Memoir of Growing Up' by Antonia Fraser

When we got home Carol changed her clothes and left for a family gathering. I wrote in my paper diary and cleaned the kitchen. Now I am writing in my online diaries.

Last night I basically read late into the night from a novel titled, Threshold' A Novel by Rob Doyle.

We did have over for dinner last night Caleb our oldest son his family Emily his wife Josie and Cora his two little girls. Caleb lives down the street from us with his family.

I need to close because my left arm is in extreme pain today. Must be the cold wet weather making my left arm feel in pain today.

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About Threshold
A SUMMER READING PICK IN THE IRISH TIMES, DAILY MAIL AND IRISH INDEPENDENT

'A wild, sleazy, drug-filled odyssey ... Doyle's maverick novel deserves the accolades coming its way' Independent
'The best work to date from a writer who gets better and better with each release' Irish Independent
'A masterclass in what not to do' New Statesman
'His best book so far: riddling, irreverent, fearless' TLS

Rob has spent most of his confusing adult life wandering, writing, and imbibing literature and narcotics in equally vast doses. Now, stranded between reckless youth and middle age, between exaltation and despair, his travels have acquired a de facto purpose: the immemorial quest for transcendent meaning.

On a lurid pilgrimage for cheap thrills and universal truth, Doyle's narrator takes us from the menacing peripheries of Paris to the drug-fuelled clubland of Berlin, from art festivals to sun-kissed islands, through metaphysical awakenings in Asia and the brink of destruction in Europe, into the shattering revelations brought on by the psychedelic DMT.

A dazzling, intimate, and profound celebration of art and ageing, sex and desire, the limits of thought and the extremes of sensation, Threshold confirms Doyle as one of the most original writers in contemporary literature.
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