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On Beauty

I stand on the edge of a precipice. Physically I stand looking down into an abyss of sea, rocks and sand, hundreds of feet down. It is beauty. It is awe. It is wonder. It is scary. It is big, bigger than us. It is demanding, demanding of us. Snapping a picture I do not. In my mind, yes, but here, the image is part of the universal conversation that takes place between existing formations continuously. The formation of rugged coastline, deep below my feet, and the formation currently taken… Read more On Beauty

Marked

I’ve not been myself since the election. Probably only rested a few hours during the election night. Did get some restful sleep last night but still feel out-of-sorts. Mostly, I’m confused, confused as to what is happening. Perhaps, my California bubble burst and I realize there’s a big bad world out there. A world of opposites, a world of conflict, and a world of hate. That sounds awful and I don’t want it to be true. At the same time, I know that anger is often born by sadness. Both… Read more Marked