::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?

Monday, August 12, 2013


Look up she says. 
Look up and tonight glimpse a passing bit of light, distant echoes of a world a lifetime away from here. 

But here, the gleam of ancient starlight is obscured by the glare of orange street lights-- harsh light that pushes the darkness, and light, of the night beyond our limited vision. 

I see lights, blinking, patterned, mechanical and artificial, satellites in orbit that, too, obscure the view. 

Have you seen the Milky Way? 
She has. 

On the beach of a reef island still isolated from the obstruction of mechanical lights. 

It's vast, greater than her perception of ocean by infinite orders of magnitude. 

There, away from man-made light she walked the shores on a moonless night by starlight echoed in luminescent waves, and finding that the darkness was not so dark and wondering why we hid behind the light. 

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