Two roads diverged in a yellow wood ( Read more... )

That's what it feels like. We're just adding layers to the past. It's kinda like a really good cast iron pan. It has to be cooked in for years and years to be seasoned. I'm doing better knowing that my seasoning is different than it used to be. I'm still me, but there's new experience behind my eyes. I think the word would be "Strength." I'm not ( Read more... )

Let mercy come to wash away...

A different perspective on astrangement:

A new day to start. A new compassion. A forgotten compassion. Remind yourself that regret hides in places we don't like to talk about. Cracks and crevices that are dark and clandestine, even to yourself. But, to be secretive...to hide, it is not mysterious. It is not curious. At ( Read more... )

It seems that a discussion happened with a close friend of mine. Everything is perception as one can tell. Some think "I think therefore I am." Well, they think that, so is that just a perception? What if someone else percieves that "I think therefore you are not." Does that make that phrase void? The shift of the polarities. The mixing of ( Read more... )