Tag Archives: consciousness
As my nephew and I sat on the back deck drinking beer, watching the trees, and discussing the state of the world, I remembered my relationship with Aunt Mabel, when I was his age – mid twenties. We’ve lived nearby … Continue reading
Are you The fabled “tiger burning bright In the forests of the night?” You hint at ‘soul’ Through matted fur; your stripes. I reach to stroke, You growl; Yet I would swear It ended with a purr. Almost imperceptible; But … Continue reading
Would you, for a moment, entertain with me the possibility that depression is not “an illness”, so much as a perfectly natural response – or group of responses – to certain experiences or changes, or even to ‘good manners’? What … Continue reading
That moment The moment that affects all others That choosing of a different shade of life. The hair, a filament, That splits before and after. The root Of hesitation.