Fog & Ice
Like a man travelling in foggy weather, those at some distance before him on the road he sees wrapped up in the fog, as well as those behind him, and also the people… Continue reading
Like a man travelling in foggy weather, those at some distance before him on the road he sees wrapped up in the fog, as well as those behind him, and also the people… Continue reading
From this distant vantage point, the Earth might not seem of particular interest. But for us, it’s different… That’s here, that’s home, that’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone… Continue reading
Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death. – Arthur Schopenhauer
Die if I must, let my bones turn to dust I’m the lord of the lake and I don’t wanna leave it – Lord Huron, The Ghost on the Shore
Light gives of itself freely, filling all available space. It does not seek anything in return; it asks not whether you are friend or foe. It gives of itself and is not thereby… Continue reading