It’s funny how, from time to time, you can snip off a huge chunk of your life that’s been trailing behind you towards the past end for some time, and let it drift away, so you can be a little more weightless while walking forward. Like an iceberg breaking off from time to time. You can watch the …
Category: Philosophy
The Dream
I looked down. The rough ground stretched from beneath me up to the thin dusty line miles away, a sharp horizontal slice across the landscape in front of my eyes, holding the ground and the sky at bay, away from each other. The desert floor was dry and dead, coarse with rocks littering its lunar …
The Point
A point is not an object. It has no weight, colour, nothing, no physical property. It has no dimension. It does not exist. But it has one property: its position. Although it does not exist, that does not hinder it from occupying a position in its plane. A point has no idea what it is. …
Once upon a time
Once upon a time, there was Time. And an awful lot it was too. There was such an awful lot of Time, you could play cards, then watch TV, go hiking, sleep, drool, and you’d still have as much time as you started off with. It was an endless heap of stinkin’ Time. Then along …
Losing the Point
I keep getting dragged back again and again, to the gaping, absolute brevity of this life. A fleeting moment. Transient as a shooting star. Wish before it fades. And so little time to spend here. I cannot feel secure and sedentary in this situation. It’s here now, gone tomorrow. And so all the little problems, …
One Life 