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Spanish translation of “What Business Ethics Can Learn from Entrepreneurship”

“Lo que la Ética Empresarial Puede Aprender del Emprendimiento.” The Spanish translation of my essay is by Walter Jerusalinsky and published online at Idóneos e-magazine. The essay was first published in English as “What Business Ethics Can Learn from Entrepreneurship” … Continue reading

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Obedience in education in 1700s Germany

In Britain and America in the 1700s, the most influential philosopher of education was John Locke, with his Some Thoughts Concerning Education. In France, it was Jean-Jacques Rousseau with his Emile. But in the German states, it was Johann Georg … Continue reading

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Joanne Lowery, “Brush”

Brush Joanne Lowery On the beach behind a cheap motel in Florida a lanky fifteen-year-old decided to test the waters. This was years ago, on the Atlantic side, and no one else enjoyed the sand, no lifeguard kept watch over … Continue reading

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Nietzsche’s poem “From High Mountains”

Friedrich Nietzsche “From High Mountains: Aftersong” O noon of life! O time to celebrate! O summer garden! Restlessly happy and expectant, standing, Watching all day and night, for friends I wait: Where are you, friends? Come! It is time! It’s … Continue reading

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The worst love poem ever?

Our Love is Like a Bowling Ball Our love is like a bowling ball Like a brand new Brunswick Red Zone, It rolls and rolls down the alley of desire And rolls and rolls and rolls. I will keep you … Continue reading

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Come to the edge

Come to the edge he said. They said: we are afraid. Come to the edge he said. They came. He pushed them … and they flew. (Guillaume Apollinaire)

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“Wean Yourself” by Rumi

Wean Yourself By Mevlâna Jalâluddîn Rumi Little by little, wean yourself. This is the gist of what I have to say. From an embryo, whose nourishment comes in the blood, move to an infant drinking milk, to a child on … Continue reading

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A 3 a.m. poem, toward the end of autumn

In a Japanese mood, on a still, moonlit night, near the end of autumn. Not for nothing Did the red leaf fall.

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