Day 1238, left. Day's pictures, Our mind, Poetry A lone figure waiting for the mist besides a road ~ left there standing as the winner Nochrisis
Day 1068, Symmetry. Day's pictures, Poetry Symmetry in attention and intent. Symmetry in movement and intent. The curse of dualism’s delusion Is our dance not guided by the rhythm? Is life not a drift with a rudderless helm? Nochrisis