Capture

I finally understand the basis for the myth that if you take someones picture, you own their soul. As soon as I experience some wonderful moment (this morning: drifting ethereal piano while I slowly, achingly, become aware of warm early morning light on the stone outside the window while rising vented steam rises from a … More Capture

Apart

I’m sure that I am raising a subject that has been practically trampled flat by the intellectual tread of masses of scholars far more erudite than myself, but it’s something that echoes in my mind, and an element of human nature I share an uneasy relationship with; Why is that I so quickly reach out … More Apart