My central idea involves a resonance between the years 535, 1315 and 1815 created by stupendous volcanic eruptions that cause abrupt global cooling, massive mortality and disruption of human society, followed, after a significant time lag, by reorganization according to new principles.
Whether by a human artifact which survives the centuries, or the spectacular powers of Mother Nature, we are all forever connected to the universe.
Shifting my eyes, suddenly all I saw was crow – a very large one, perched atop a tree across the street.
I forgot my class for a little while.
At present computerized translation programs are best at rendering factual material like patents and business communications, but they are constantly improving. Perhaps some day they will be able to handle literature and spiritual concepts.
Over the years I have corrected a lot of people. I have been the person who rants about misplaced apostrophes, confused homophones, needless truncations or abbreviations, and other abuses of the English language common in modern usage. Recently I started to turn a corner.
Has social networking changed us and made us prone to misplaced awe and extremity? Have we forgotten the weighty meaning of such words as “never” and “always”?
Words spin me like a whirling dervish of clandestine epiphanies. They mend me when my soul has frayed. They jig me when I’m on the road to Jag.
I love words. Words like hypnaogogic, gobsmacked, serendipity, and onomatopeia that lick my lips as they slip slide out of my mouth.
Guest Author Autumn Barlow writes about history, culture, geography, the evolution of the English language and how our need to communicate effectively remains the same.
In preparing for her trip to Tunisia, Julia McLean grabs some audio CDs and immerses herself in the Arabic language.