::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Saturday, February 28, 2009


in early morning quiet

 I try to fall asleep

and pass the hours silently,

I listen to you breathe.

cold winter outside my window,

with a cloudless clear black sky,

and with one star shining brightest

I contemplate this life.  

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