So much compressed into so few lines, Reena. “Infinity is the defeat of the finite” is the one I keep turning over there’s real defiance in it, the refusal to be measured by anything with an end. And leaving us at the intersection of beliefs and life feels exactly right; that’s where most of us actually live, neither fully in one nor the other. Beautiful piece.
i love your abstract escape… where one can go without leaving one’s porch on a sunny day or a rainy day or a windy day that blows the smoke away and the view is endless…
So much compressed into so few lines, Reena. “Infinity is the defeat of the finite” is the one I keep turning over there’s real defiance in it, the refusal to be measured by anything with an end. And leaving us at the intersection of beliefs and life feels exactly right; that’s where most of us actually live, neither fully in one nor the other. Beautiful piece.
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Thanks again!
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i love your abstract escape… where one can go without leaving one’s porch on a sunny day or a rainy day or a windy day that blows the smoke away and the view is endless…
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Akin to arm-chair philosophy 🙂
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Ha! a cup a tea a glass of wine… it’s all good
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🥂 🍰🥰
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Very nice.
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Thank you, Vermaji!
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