Waiting The walls, the stone floor, the sharp edges of shadow, everything here invites the pilgrim to wait: there is no rush. This is an antechamber, a place for the soul to reflect, for the mind to accept. The journey may take a day, or a year, or a thousand years, at the end, … Continue reading Waiting #writephoto
infinity
Infinite #WinterThoughts
What is time? Only propositions have sense; only in the nexus of a proposition does a name have meaning. ~ Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus (1921), 3.3 We live surrounded by symbols. In this city, where you and I dream, love, walk and invent new causes to believe, infinity lives through their immortality. The ghosts have … Continue reading Infinite #WinterThoughts
Of Glass & Paper 