Although, an eel's face wouldn't make it framed on my wall, any true feelings of disgust that I've ever felt has mostly been conjured up not by "beasts", but rather by two-leggeds.
Everyday is a simple miracle. It's the thought we hold. How is humility honored in our spaces/times? How do birds choose where they'll be in the metropolis? One small joy every morning, has been hearing the song of the cardinal that flutters from electrical wiring to the next post, always returning it seems. He visits the circle of sunflower seed I leave on the wooden floor of my balcony deck attic apt. There is a steady flow of benefits bestowed on by life/the living you know and don't know. What makes you feel at home in the world?
Although, an eel's face wouldn't make it framed on my wall, any true feelings of disgust that I've ever felt has mostly been conjured up not by "beasts", but rather by two-leggeds.
ReplyDeleteEveryday is a simple miracle. It's the thought we hold. How is humility honored in our spaces/times?
How do birds choose where they'll be in the metropolis? One small joy every morning, has been hearing the song of the cardinal that flutters from electrical wiring to the next post, always returning it seems. He visits the circle of sunflower seed I leave on the wooden floor of my balcony deck attic apt. There is a steady flow of benefits bestowed on by life/the living you know and don't know. What makes you feel at home in the world?