Irony

These days I find myself ever more in solitude emptying of self-centered opinions. As I empty there is an increasing sense of nakedness, natural weakness and impermanence. In this opening there is an emerging honesty of what I am not. I am most alive in this.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.