December 21, 2017


My father’s 100th birthday.

We can see through, perhaps, but do we know what we are looking at?  And it’s simple and complex, simultaneously.

Put your eye there, or your tiny fingertip.

Order and dis-.

Oh world, what we make, what we do, how we don’t possibly love enough!

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