Where did our picture of reality come from? Throughout time challenged realities have changed the landscape of the world in which we live... I think I have some landscaping to do.

You can’t see the big picture, but you can see the smaller parts, and while some may look like tears, they may be flowers yet to bloom.

If we could relate to the dynamics of things instead of the things themselves, I wonder if it would leave more room for tolerance, and lessen the potential for conflict. It would seem to me that the answer is likely yes.

Sometimes I think we "suffer" from being not real in the name of positivity.

May the beauty within you cast a shadow on the world today.

in the world of socks, why is it that some of the oldest, out of shape ones never go missing?