Thoughts of a time-being

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remember me, whispers the dust

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Composition 2.29.12:14am

A World of Suchness Is a world of symbols Language Nouns This and that You and I It is a world of Meaning Deeper layers of "truth" Because we think of spirituality as an escape from a fleshly world Abstraction from what is originally physical Religion is Materialism God hides the mystery Of form Of the endless patterns of "stuff" And the stuff in stuff as revealed by scientists with their microscopes All these microstructures with their forever receding properties There has got to be a definitive beginning But we find out Cause and consequence Is just a wave That is a trough Of course, meaning feels intrinsic We want someone to look up to To pray to To cry to To blame To love We don't want to be here just because We want there to be an end and beginning Only that doesn't work because there can't be a beginning We know that fact very well What do you see behind your eyes? What did you feel before existing? That void is our deepest fear But also the most incredible We swim in nothingness In nonsense In symbols Language Art is the only manifestation of this anxiety and the closest effort we have to embracing all of it By it I mean our world of suchness As well as our world of nothingness All this time I thought I made art to instill meaning in life Only to realize that as self defeating So what am I doing ? In trying to capture life Existence Significance, whatever that may be It is music, a dance It is process, spontaneous and forever moving What am I doing ? Good question. Does it need an answer?

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valentines day well spent

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Simplexity 001

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Urban perspectives 001 (à 旺角)

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My attempt in capturing something Malick-esque

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Clear ideas, 1958

Rene Magritte

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Time.

Photographed in Death Valley, California

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The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.

Alan Watts (via wordsnquotes)

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Those first few flickers of day.

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“It was only in an urban landscape, amid straight lines and architecture, that she could situate herself in human time and history. She missed people. She missed human intrigue, drama and power struggles. She needed her own species, not to talk to, necessarily, but just to be among, as a bystander in a crowd or an anonymous witness.” 

― Ruth Ozeki, A Tale for the Time Being

These were all taken in Hong Kong, with my Lomo LC-Wide.

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The Wave and the Trough

Don’t worry about death, It will come surely and serendipitously Like a swooping tide that overwhelms Gently at first touch, but then drowns you utterly whole.

Don’t worry about impermanence, The earth may die, and all may decay, Whilst the last baby cry will be heard Through the streets, and the tunnels below. But if all simply stops existing, who’s to say It won’t exist again?

Don’t worry about being alone, After all, each moment lived by “you” Is a moment lived by all “others” Such language shatters the humbling truth That “we” exist together, suspended— upon the slippery thread of time.

Don’t worry about being insignificant The stars above do not look down on you Mother earth is not out to destroy you We are stardust, As much as we are leaves Or pebbles along the bay

We are the ocean The wave and the trough Ceaselessly flowing Unto each other There is no droplet Without a body The life of a lone fish ends miserably As there will be no end to it’s search— For no secrets lie within the sea of solipsism

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My first composition, just something I thought I’d try.

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Still with feet touching Still with eyes meeting Still our hands match Still with hearts beating