Kurt Bell

A life of courage, joy and independence.

Has my dead muse died?

Is it possible my dead muse has died? Is that even feasible? If not truly dead, she certainly seems less present. Perhaps it’s because I’ve been so long from her … Continue reading

March 23, 2017 · 2 Comments

Maintaining a happy home´╗┐

Where will you set up house? Though the body must reside in some shelter of a sort to keep it safe and warm, the mind needs only space and liberty … Continue reading

March 22, 2017 · Leave a comment

To my daughter: on the topic of ethics

As you embark on your adult life you’ll find need of principals and ethics to guide you. From your mother you’ve received the fact of being Japanese, which identity is self-contained with a quite complete system of morals and a very mature world view.

March 21, 2017 · Leave a comment

To my daughter: on living well

You are still young, and perhaps enjoying greatly the thrilling fury and turmoil of a mind just coming to grips with the tantalizing interests and distractions of adult life.

March 20, 2017 · 2 Comments

How much is enough?

How much is enough? For myself, it is enough to stop asking this question. For if my ethics are sound, my reason keen, and my intent judicious, then there will … Continue reading

March 18, 2017 · Leave a comment

My dead muse persists

It’s been over a month now since my dead muse followed me back from the desert. She’s always right here whenever my mind falls away from the fore. She lurks … Continue reading

March 18, 2017 · Leave a comment

To my daughter: ride the rails of your biology

Your mind is on a track. There’s actually very little leeway between birth and death. The course is strikingly simple, though we don’t notice due to our one chance at living, and the fact that our perspective biases us to exaggerate what little difference there really is between one life and the next, and one generation to the next.

March 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

To my daughter: when to take your Great Life Adventure

Make your great life adventure early in life, when you’ve both everything and nothing to lose. The gamble then is more secure in your favor, the likelihood of success augmented by your ignorance and inability to recognize or assess risk. You’ll succeed even if the adventure kills you.

March 17, 2017 · Leave a comment


The human project is the occupation of attention until we’ve run out of time, death arrives, and we’re no longer forced to perceive. Indifference is the thing we do not … Continue reading

March 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

To my daughter: finding the edge of the universe

The edge of your universe isn’t far. You were there that day you led me back across the empty black desert. Did you know you were so far then?You’d certainly have realized if you’d gone alone; though the thought of you by yourself in that place scares me.

March 16, 2017 · Leave a comment