Spring Blossoms

Flowers fascinate me - it is Spring here and they are blooming everywhere.  There is no simpler representation or resonance of natural beauty and symmetry.  They also remind us of the transience, fragility and value of our own sentience, life and experience; external appearances and a temporary flourish of colour and life are wonderful, glorious…

The Freedom of Words

City flowers in summer. In every sentence, every voiced utterance and subtle nuance or aspiration towards meaning and purpose, we are that through which the world comes to know itself.  These patterns and vibrant tapestry of mixed, living concept and blind, unknowing information are doing little more than that which the world is bound by…

A Self-Extinguishing Flame

It is staggering (and blissfully unacknowledged) the extent to which this world of ours and all of its many anthropomorphic catastrophes are all quite simply occurring within and emanating from these brains between our ears.

Strange Games

Humanity and human life is not, could never be, the measure of all things beyond those metrics and structures we inscribe (like transient, flickering neon lights) upon the darkness of cosmic depth...