Philosophy Poetry Madness — Dust
The smallness of our worlds will be what destroys us, like our private pains and enjoyments, our private fantasies and travesties. The rest of the world, the shared world, can burn around these like so many inconveniences.
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