I can’t remember when I began to enjoy moments of loneliness. I guess the better word is “tranquility” where it is simply “me” surrounded by the world, either material or immaterial, either human or no-human. I recalled walking quite distance in Santa Cruz and Pomona. Lots of thoughts passed by my eyes as if I…
Lost Time
I am always fascinated by the concept of space-time. Space is tangible, surrounding us; but time is unseen, yet powerful, if not, ruthless. It is a one way street, no u-turn. Once time is lost, what does it leave behind? There are a number of years in my life when time, seemingly, zipped by like…