Images

One too many

Eyes blinded by the fog of things

cannot see truth.

Ears deafened by the din of things

cannot hear truth.

Brains bewildered by the whirl of things

cannot think truth.

Hearts deadened by the weight of things

cannot feel truth.

Throats choked by the dust of things

cannot speak truth.

Harold Bell Wright, The Uncrowned King

And yet, there is no amount of self help books, “keep it simple” formulas or declutter instructions that will tame the maximalist in me.  

A euphemism for self-indulgence most probably. 

Glitter

The childhood of Cain

What men call the shadow of the body is not the shadow of the body, but is the body of the soul.

Oscar Wilde, A House of Pomegranates

 A Infância de Caim (The Childhood of Cain)

António Teixeira Lopes, 1890

Museu Nacional Soares dos Reis


 

Shadow

There she goes, my beautiful world

If animals could speak, the dog would be a blundering outspoken fellow; but the cat would have the rare grace of never saying a word too much.

Mark Twain

My beautiful Grace, Magic Twinkletoes could not fight anymore and left today.

The smallest feline is a masterpiece.
Leonardo da Vinci

Rare