Philosophy Poetry Madness — Dust
Certain lines on a person’s face tell you that he is a philosopher, or that he was one at some time. Just as certain other lines on a face, or the absence of certain lines–more the absence–can make it apparent that one has never philosophized before, or that he is no longer a philosopher, or shall never be one, shall never philosophize.
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces. View all posts by Richard Q
Love the Dust