Patterns of Life
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I wake up and enter a space that feels more real than anything else. In my mind's eye, I see a field of intricate patterns. They continuously shift, and are more detailed than anything…
Where the rational ends. Short prose and new perspectives.
Every Movement, Every Shadow, Art
– a Sensory Story
A woman crosses the street. Not just walking—placing herself. The tilt of her chin, the way her coat sways behind her. Across the square, a man shifts his stance, adjusting his posture, balancing the scene. A vendor calls…
IKEA Bookshelf Assembly, by Buddha
In the impermanence of life, we seek stability. The bookshelf, with its sturdy form and clean lines, represents the order we long for. The path to enlightenment is long. The path to assembling this bookshelf is slightly longer.…
