Smoke c/o Arizona
Before heading out to celebrate my beau, Larry’s, birthday last night, a massive plume of smoke moved in over The City Different (that would be Santa Fe). We were sipping scotch…
Before heading out to celebrate my beau, Larry’s, birthday last night, a massive plume of smoke moved in over The City Different (that would be Santa Fe). We were sipping scotch…
Three in one. One in three. Where would this image go, what would it be, without each element? Capture any moment in time and you will find you’re not alone; not self-made; touched by so many elements, memories and experiences which all come into being, and then fade. What happens, this awakening to the wonder [...]
Ryoken sat naked, watching the moon. “Poor fellow,” he mused, “I wish I could have given him this beautiful moon.”
I find these kind of interesting. Obviously, the iPhone doesn’t have a high shutter speed in low light conditions, but I’m enjoying the unexpected, painterly results.
Little dots of clouds . . . leave the door open . . . implying something more . . . is always . . . waiting . . . ’round the corner.
I find myself cloaked within a blanket of beauty.
It is strange, the desire to show off or to be somebody. It seems so impossibly difficult to be simple, to be what you are, and not pretend. To be what you are is in itself very arduous…
This silence, this moment, every moment, if it’s genuinely inside you, brings what you need. There’s nothing to believe. Only when I stopped believing in myself did I come into this beauty. Sit quietly…
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