A squirrel scrambles, tree to tree, frantically gathering winter’s hoard. No mind of its pursuits, it seems, but only that by some urgency such preoccupation overwhelms it. Should it stop to linger on its thoughts, to probe for reasons why, we might find a rodent adventuring to far off places, deviating from familiar habitats and … Continue reading Of Squirrels and Men
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
The morning moon deceives as I perceive it from my place of safety, free to breathe and bask in sunlight, whilst the moon forever lives in darkness -- barren, cold, a slave to Earth's density -- and from my place upon the grass I see it glowing white and set against the heavens.
On the heals of the recent and tragic shooting in Toronto, the two questions that seem to immediately enter our minds are “Who?” and “Why?” These are reasonable questions to ask as they stem from hope; hope that if we can resolve the who and the why, we might then be able to prevent future … Continue reading Gun Violence in Canada: A Fact Check