ANYTHING CAN BE LEARNED, BUT not everything can be taught.
Month: June 2021
Prosatio Silban and the Ersatz Indigene
“A CHANGE OF CLOTHES IS not a change of man,” goes the old Uulian proverb – and neither is it a change of cultures. Prosatio Silban wiped the copious sweat from his hairless brow and sighed. He and his quaint…
What Maimonides (Or Was It Lao-tse?) Really Meant
“THOSE WHO KNOW, CHUCKLE.”
Prosatio Silban and the Proportional Mystery
SOMETIMES, EVEN AN ENCHANTER NEEDS a bit of mundane help. Prosatio Silban was sitting, chin in hand, at one of his galleywagon’s two tables-and-chairs in cosmopolitan Soharis’ eastern marketplace, watching potential customers walk by and wondering what he could do…
Keep It Under Your Hat
IT PAINS ME ON SEVERAL levels to do this, but I am currently wearing a tweed cabbie cap over my kippah. The reason is simple — a dear friend sincerely and greatly fears for my safety in an era where…
Prosatio Silban and the Evasive Death
STARLESS DARKNESS FILLED THE OBSERVABLE universe. Where am I? Prosatio Silban thought. He tried to make his voice work, but couldn’t find or even feel his throat. In fact, his entire body seemed to be missing. What am I? Only…
A Self-Defrocked Holyman In A Fantastic Land Ekes Out A Meager But Honest Living As A Mercenary Cook
(For other entertaining and thoughty blog posts, please scroll downpage.) PROSATIO SILBAN ONCE MINISTERED TO the souls of the Uulian Commonwell’s faithful. But now, his heartfelt devotion is to tend the palates and gullets he encounters on his journeys as…
Prosatio Silban and the Agreeable Disagreement
SOMETIMES, AND WITHOUT MEANING TO, religious faith can eat itself by blurring the lines between divine desires and human humbuggery. By which is meant, O Patient Reader, that while the Flickering Gods always have a clear idea as to what…