I wish there was a viewpoint I could climb to see my whole life up to this moment from above. I am naturally a person given to reflection, but the other day I was faced with a question I didn't have an immediate answer for - what is your story? Yes, what is my story? … Continue reading Lookouts – what is your story?
Does your heart have an owner over there? That was the first question he chose to ask. And oh dear. It's not just the answers that can be wrong. The same rule applies to questions. And that was very wrong. Indeed. Dreadfully wrong. No one wants to be asked such personal questions in a job … Continue reading Questions of the heart
How many times do we forget to see? It's easy to look. Many times we're given the advice to look around, to look at, to look for. So many looks, and yet how many of these actually see? We are too busy looking forwards or looking back. Look into the past and perave in the … Continue reading Looking at the sky and seeing it
From time to time I get very anxious about the passage of time. It's not hard for me getting in a state of tremendous anxiety. I simply start thinking about all these places I want to go, the books I want to read, the knowledge I want at least to have a grasp of. My … Continue reading The presumptuous illusion of possessing Time
The Winged Bone 