Silence on The Journey
I am the Silent One. ~~~
At every Beginning stands the Possibility of Death. At every End stands the Conquering of Death… for that Time. Where are we in The Journey?
Footprints show Direction and Path. So many footprints for each individual nowadays; silicon prints do not wash away like muddy ones. We can follow.
The Scanner scans in loops. Reconnaissance is cyclical.
You don’t look so much anymore at something you’ve grown to presume to know. The landscape, the climate, is forever changing.
No matter how much we entertain the notion or how much we meditate on the abstraction, Death is always unanticipated. We await the journey Home.