Through the Prism

After passing through the prism, each refraction contains some pure essence of the light, but only an incomplete part. We will always experience some aspect of reality, of the Truth, but only from our perspectives as they are colored by who and where we are. Others will know a different color and none will see the whole, complete light. These are my musings from my particular refraction.


Of All the Things I Think and Feel

This, I think, is the most frequent and familiar:

At that moment there were two feelings inside Celeste's tiny, rapidly beating heart that made her feel as full, and as empty, as a gourd. The sheer beauty of this moment was perfect and sublime. But she was alone.

--Henry Cole, A Nest for Celeste


At 8/23/2010 12:03 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Awww! Yes.


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