Ere the circuits of the brain cease to signal, and the heart keeps time no more, death descends upon cautious minds that rest along the shore. Whence the plasma of thought stems its flow, the raw ore of curiosity is cast into dogma, the heat of doubt is resisted - the death of mind descends. … Continue reading The Death of Mind
Gaze upon a narrow tip, a single hair’s end, the sharp point of a blade, a microscopic apex where particles dance - As you cast your towering shadow over that minute space, reflect on your place in a Cosmos so vast, between ribbons of nebulae, heavenly spheres, deserts of sand, cellular lands, gluons, muons, and … Continue reading Gaze Upon the Apex
My family found refuge on Canadian soil in 1983. I was still an infant (that's me on the left!), and completely unaware of the drama that would mark the opening act of my life. At the time, my young parents were oblivious of the fact that they had arrived in Mi’kma’ki, the ancestral and unceded … Continue reading Refugee on Native Land
Internationally, the Canadian identity elicits feelings of trust, kindness, and equity. Canadians are seen to be uncontroversial, cooperative, polite to a fault, habitually apologetic, and reliable in times of need. Some might say that at our worse we are uninvolved. Maybe complacent. Never violent, except when we are, in which case – we're truly sorry. … Continue reading Yearning for a Good Canadian Stew
Everything is fine. I'm fine. I say as I wander aimlessly from distraction to distraction, trembling and loath to confront it. But deep within me like a claw scraping at my guts, there is terror. There is despair. It haunts me, "the end is nigh, you will fade into darkness, dust to the wind." "Silence," … Continue reading Everything is fine.