#witness
“The only clear line I draw these days is this: when my religion tries to come between me and my neighbor, I will choose my neighbor… Jesus never commanded me to love my religion.”— Barbara Brown Taylor, Holy Envy
“When I was a student in yeshiva, I asked one of the rabbis why Jews talk so much. We were studying Talmud, and I was trying to understand the comprehensive, obsessive inquiry into questions from the minuscule and seemingly pedestrian–are the water cisterns adjacent to a house included in the price of its sale?–to the transcendent, like what is the nature of God. “Jewish time is circular, so we work to make things perfect for the next time around,” he replied, before adding world-wearily: “Also, we don’t believe in perfection.””— Alana Newhouse, NYT Book Review of Stranger in a Strange Land by George Prochnik (via spikenards)
Eyewitness testimony: Science v Court
Note that eyewitness testimony is, by far, the weakest form of evidence that a person can present in support of a claim. In spite of its high value in the court of law, in the “court” of science, eyewitness testimony is essentially useless. Psychologists have known for quite some time how ineffective the human senses are as data taking devices. Note that the pedigree of the observer is irrelevant here - as long as he or she is human, the fallibility of observation is manifest.
- Neil deGrasse Tyson in ‘Letters from an Astrophysicist’
Hello everyone
The story about Sophie and her best friend’s father is coming to an end. I hope you will all like the story finish I’ve come up with to end this series.
Five parts seemed long enough and I’m sure you’re all waiting for new and interesting…
Hello everyone, time for another story.
Summer is almost over and I wanted to share this last summerday-inspired fantasy with you before it gets cold again.
This story actually contains two fantasies, one which wasn’t even spanking oriented, but by merging…
Hey everyone It’s been a while, but I finally have another story for you :) Hope you like it. —– “Emma Timor is requested at the counsellor’s office. Emma Timor, to the counsellor’s office…” Sarah smiled broadly as she heard the voice-com right after she had left the office. “I don’t want to get her in trouble, Sir.” She had said when visiting the counsellor herself. “I wouldn’t tell on a friend…
Hey everyone
I’ve already finished a third part to this story. They’re all very short pieces, making it easy to write a few quick stories in a row.
Like I said last time. From here on the story is pure fiction and no longer based on my friend’s memories. (not saying anything about her fantasies of course)
Oh yeah, drew the Witness a bit ago c: