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Novel: Times 1–4, Chapter 9, Extract 4


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Poetry: Real Time (Almost) Volume 2


Novel: Times 1–4, Chapter 9, Extract 3

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I ask Hildemar if it is ethical, the way that my company uses its political contacts, to enable it to get in early on projects. To then impart influence, which effectively rather disenfranchises our competitors; ergo we get the business without the need to be too too highly competitive.

Hildemar argues that it is a superior skill set, which our organisation has developed, so that is fine, and fair; our competitors could have done the same. But I ask what if we have we crossed any moral boundaries in that process. …


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Novel: Times 1–4, Chapter 9, Extract 2

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We go out onto the lake in a small rowing boat, even just a few metres from the shore there is a real feeling of being at ease. Our bodies no longer have to carry us, our minds no longer have to carry us; we can just float, then row, then float, then row to our hearts content. though soon we stop rowing, soon we move closer together; soon we enjoy the immense peace. We look at each other, smiling, soaked by the intense quiet of our togetherness; this is not the place for the rigour of study, we will…


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Poetry: Real Time (Almost) Volume 2


Novel: Times 1–4, Chapter 9, Extract 1

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This is not the place for the rigour of study

Hildemar wants to go on a trip out to Neusiedler See — Seewinkel National Park at the weekend. I think it is a good idea, I will enjoy being together with Hildemar, but also the park is a quiet place, a space good for contemplation. I will be able to weigh things up in my own mind, as we work through her progress on: Basic Questions of Practical Philosophy and Applied Ethics.

We talk a good bit about values during our journey, especially environmental values; I guess partly influenced by…


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Poetry: Real Time (Almost) Volume 2


Novel: Times 1–4, Chapter 8, Extract 3

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I write a couple of almost automatic pages without saying anything; I ought to write I love you, yet the true thing to write would be: I want to care for you. But how crass does that sound in a response to what surely from Dinah was a love letter, a love letter, tenderly reaching out for love. Next day I post my rather brief letter, I do want to keep the communication going; I recognise that they are my own weaknesses which I face, when I struggle to make a commitment.

They are my own ghosts, which I have…


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