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Blink
Aging,we realize that we are any given agefor only a moment. So quickly it passes–all passes. At this end of the journeywe become observers(like God,outside the stream of time,watching time's flightlike a single turning of the clock): a… Continue reading
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Artist’s Studio
To some, it's merely a notebook,ruled lines on unnumbered pages,blue words floating on cream-colored paper. To me it's a pool of secrets.Holding my breath, I plunge through the pages,never knowing when or where I'll surface. Or if. Text and image… Continue reading