December 28, 2016

Interruption
Interruption

The bisection of violence. The us and them.  Why does a narrow coil of wire grid remind me of a rifle?  Why does everything seem to have an undercurrent of danger?  The stones are gorgeous.  Nature is gorgeous.  People are gorgeous.

Why?

One thought on “December 28, 2016”

  1. You’re not alone. Love the small, smooth, water-tossed rocks, but thought of the same thing. However, the rocks get smoothed out in the process of just being where they are – may it happen to us, too.

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