::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?

Sunday, May 31, 2009


there is a place that's lost in time
existing in the space between seconds
where silence echos in the mind
and moments, memories swell and rise
like ocean's constant churning.
and there is where the soul resides
where each emotion,
lost to time, collides
with passing of two minds
as that place between the seconds 
perpetuates this chaos.   


  1. Appeared to me like a nerdy explanation. Nicely done!

  2. so true and so well expressed