Love comes to you and you follow
Lose one on to the Heart of the Sunrise
SHARP — DISTANCE
How can the wind with its arms all around me
Tag: mortality
Photo Essay: Sanding ~ Mistaken
For a chilling moment, Janice felt Oscar’s eyes on her back. Nearly frozen with fear, she managed to steal a glance, and there he was, eyes narrowed on her, ready to pounce. Heart and mind raced — even if her feet would not — is it too far to the dryer?
Photo Essay: Sanding ~ Dragon & Slayer
A fusillade of arrows pierced
The preternatural fog
Falling to the lush grass
Harmless, all around them
The preternatural fog
Falling to the lush grass
Harmless, all around them
Emptiness in the midst of plenty
My mind is where I go
To escape the tragedy of feeling
To escape the tragedy of feeling
Getting there
To a place without feeling
I find a wasteland of being
An emptiness
In the midst of plenty
The Valley of Death
We drive through the valley of death
In air conditioned cars
Stopping for snapshots
And a pull from our soft drinks
In air conditioned cars
Stopping for snapshots
And a pull from our soft drinks
As if it were
A theme park ride
And it is
Burnished Bronze
Bronze
Cut, shaped, welded, etched
Burnished by popular demands
Until it appears as steel
Under blue skies and bright sun
Cut, shaped, welded, etched
Burnished by popular demands
Until it appears as steel
Under blue skies and bright sun
What is there in a laugh?
What is there in a laugh that time avoids to know?
Look at all the people out there playing
Running from the past
“Can I make my bus,” he cries, “or will I see the show?”
We surround ourselves with time
Building with the laughter a doorway to the mind
The Last American Vagabond
Living in the moment means, ultimately, coming to the understanding that life means never arriving anywhere, that you are always on the way to something else, somewhere else, and the time for living is right here, right now, while you’re on the way there.
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