Tag: forests
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Intimacy should not faint like a pale faced coward
I’m not quite sure what to think of intimacy; I’m retired and have lived alone for years now. Intimacy is not something I’ve avoided as I’ve aged; it’s just not something that has continued to grow on me like moss on a rock, I suppose. I’m not sure I’d know what I’d do with it…
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A Life without Love is like a tree without roots
I’ve got a question, although I have to wonder whether I am the question or the answer: do I live inside my head, outside my head, or more likely in both? It’s not much of a question I realize; it’s hardly relevant to events in the average day; and anyway the answer is, well, all…
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You yourself shall keep the key of it
There are times when I wonder if my father straddled two worlds. He was a learned man, and his knowledge was no doubt hard-earned through books and teachers, but I discovered as a child that there was more to his knowledge than what he had stored in his head. “Answers are lying around everywhere, G,”…
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The rest is silence
There’s something special about place, don’t you think? For some, it is a beautiful sight -a mountain, perhaps, or a field of flowers basking in the sun. I agree, of course -vision paints a scene- but for me, it does not capture it. Not completely. Photographs are only quiet markers of things that cannot truly…
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