Some Evening Thoughts

what is the point of ‘seeing’, if one is to ignore the suffering/disease of both heart and mind,

what is the point of ‘seeing’, if one is to utterly disregard what has allowed or rather whom has allowed these very eyes to indulge in the contemporary sights we see day in, day out,

what is the point of ‘seeing’, if one is to ignore the perils facing society and excessive injustices that increase day by day, especially if it were that ones true duty were to eradicate this very darkness, eyeball to eyeball...

abandoned spectacles in the local park

‘The months and days are the travellers of eternity.’ - Matsuo Bashō

The world exists as far as our eyes can see, how far our minds can travel without any interruption and how far our bony legs can tread...

Our vessels, a piece of art woven delicately through the time of the past as tales of valour of those gone before are memorised and remembered as the future... the future is to be written on similar lines.

Maybe I am hungry but this hunger, this thirst is of another kind...