It's all a question of imagination. Our responsibility begins with the power to imagine. It's just like Yeats said: In dreams begin responsibilities. Flip this around and you could say that where there's no power to imagine no responsibility can arise.
I can feel the limits of what humans are capable of - that a certain type of perfection can only be realized through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect. And personally I find that encouraging...
missing pics from face...
i felt happy. yes i felt happy. and when i wondered if, maybe, it was time to give up the shoveling habit. do something for myself for a change. without the deadlines. something for myself. not a novel or anything. but something for myself....
3 comments:
Who are these ppl?
woah, those are some crajeeeee pics!! you're coming back to new york???? fiiiiinally!!!
i bet you're jealous of the girl with the purple bra....ahha
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