Reflections

September 9, 2013

We move through cities like ghosts, leaving only the faintest trace of our passage. The stone remains, indifferent to the hurry of...

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September 9, 2013

Why do we assume that the capacity to love is measured by the size of the object we hold? We often look...

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September 9, 2013

There is a quiet agreement between the traveler and the wind. When we move across the surface of the water, we are...

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