Thursday, January 21, 2016
Its probably not enough that we take a portrait photograph and leave out a fare portion. It may not be appropriate that we didn't get to know the person or even ask his permission. It was possibly more than enough that the click of the camera disturbed his concentration momentarily. But to walk away with part of his soul converted to digits and stored in a black box might be considered an abomination.
If he only knew.
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What's it like to be someone else? To be young, thoughtful, blessed With possibilities, most probable, ready For all that life can o...
My thoughts are elsewhere, moving faster than I, with more grace and determination. The thoughts move in the past where a young man ling...