My journal of big words and pretty pictures
The similarities between the aluminum chain-link fence, and the barbed and twisted vines, made for me an interesting contrast. One barrier metal, the other wood; one made by man, one by nature. Both, formidable deterrents to trespassers. Curved, twisted, and intertwined, each a twin of the other... but not.
Throughout our unfathomable universe, there is no up, no down... there just Is. The curve of the earth, a slice of green among the cold, lifeless rocks circling the same sun, knows no orienting aspect. Held to the surface by the sheer force of gravity, spinning 1,000 miles per hour, we stand perpendicular to our … Continue reading A part of the whole
Thin spiral notebook 