A story was incised And all the faces hewn. Their life was canonized For futures to attune. The looming of the giants Left two paths of wreck. To be more was defiance. To be less were all in check. Photo at Santa Maria Antiqua… Continue Reading “Measuring Line”
The original time has come, to make us one as we always were. From this time, all creation can speak. From one voice, an unending portrait. Merry Christmas! Photo of Santa Maria in Aracoeli, Rome, Italy
The light that has changed has remained the same. It is in each heart. It is in each time. It is ready. It is here. Photo from Vatican.
When I leave, this will remain. Why I wanted it. Why I needed it. So that what has always been can be. Photo at St Anthony Abbott on the Esquiline in Rome, Italy
If I were to be frank, I would just do it. No hesitation. I wouldn’t wonder and plot all of the paths. Dissect the layers of meaning. And find the intersection where it would all work out. I would just be frank. But then,… Continue Reading “Out in the Open”
It’s a time of good wishes, cheer and hope. It’s my birthday today! And also the Pope’s. Original Version: Gift of a fruitcake or soap-on-a-rope! Today is my birthday, … And also the Pope.” Photos from Oct 19, 2016 General Audience Other photos I took… Continue Reading “Shared Existence”
The exit I was looking for was people who were against others. This was the sum and total of my reasoning. An elaborate escape plan Reduced to binary thinking. There’s a zero. There’s a one. The exit I wasn’t looking for was there are no… Continue Reading “I’m getting out”
I can trace my lineage. It wasn’t erased. When they tried, they didn’t miss what they lost. Photo at Basilica of Santa Maria Maggiore