Sunday, September 24, 2006

'One powerful spasm - reflection and color and light.' Posted by Picasa

'...Somewhere, the magic of the little places we all inhabit.' Posted by Picasa

'There is a moment in which everything that passes us brings an illusion of something else. If only we can connect all the strange meanderings into one accumulated place.' Posted by Picasa

Friday, September 15, 2006

'I would not have been sending you ideas such as these unless there was a factored motivation first in order to engage and supplement your own ideas towards goodness and continuity, mercy and grace. Do not, therefore, move on without me (I beseech you once) or I shall surely die. Observe all things around you - look and listen to how the whole world wails, right now, in grief and sorrow, the anguished and the sad. Everything around us perishes - greed and theft rule the day, not fit for any man.'Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

'As I could have told you, the old horseshoe was lingering there without any possibility of ever being moved again; sure now of its uselessness and its somewhat evocative situation - all time, place and meaning having now dissolved. What were its stories anyway?' Posted by Picasa

Monday, September 11, 2006

'The farthest, the most distant, the strangest of the apparitions I'd ever seen was right out there ahead of me; saying nothing and unmoving. Steady as vision, there it was.' Posted by Picasa