“It is necessary … for a man to go away by himself … to sit on a rock … and ask, ‘Who am I, where have I been, and where am I going?”
― Carl Sandburg
I’ve been considering all these questions of late… along with the eternal ones posited by Spider and Jeanne Robinson. How did I come to be here and how did all this come to be here with me and ultimately with a sense of proportion, Why am I so alone? Oh I know I’m not. Between the internet, my family and friends anytime I want I can have a conversation of almost any intensity I want but when it comes to understanding and feeling understood I sometimes find myself in my own skull. Oh most times that’s not so bad. I kind of like it here and have been working at making it a fit place for company, even my own. Still find myself reaching out and reaching in and searching for that rock… Sometime’s pondering and contemplation are good for their own sake.
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His Spirit Dreams in Electric Colours by G A Rosenberg