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Red Sun Over City in Autumn
Time is not a linear progression. It's a necessary fiction giving succour of a before or an after; a contract of consensus. Being present, the beingness bubbles and leaps abound. Being present is the awesome phenomenon of letting go of expectation and the silver filagree of common memory. Presence becomes a filament; a breach in the dream.
When the red cloud covered my city, each asked silently, "What if the world ended now!"
The mother cozied her dying father, the drunk ran home and the baker let the bread burn.
Once it had passed, our world had changed forever.
Shang Xian, The Essential Art of Great Harmony
A philosopher of the Warring States period 390-338BCE
When the red cloud covered my city, each asked silently, "What if the world ended now!"
The mother cozied her dying father, the drunk ran home and the baker let the bread burn.
Once it had passed, our world had changed forever.
Shang Xian, The Essential Art of Great Harmony
A philosopher of the Warring States period 390-338BCE
Published 17th Oct 2017
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17th Oct 2017 8:42am
And my thoughts of the visual were, wow, that's amazing as I was encouraging my mum to capture it on her phone, due to me driving at the time.
A wonderful ode to a rare vision.
A wonderful ode to a rare vision.
17th Oct 2017 11:37am
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24th Dec 2017 3:38am
so the world goes ...........and if a fellow cannot be present
...well what is he thenn....?
...well what is he thenn....?
26th Dec 2017 6:20am
