False Self

We construct a projection that we put up in front of others. We assemble a mirage of who we’d like to be. We spend an exorbitant amount of resources on this counterfeit picture just as Jacob spent himself silly on a gift for a brother he didn’t even like. This light and mirrors trick is far larger and shinier then we truly are.

Peace Amidst Wreckage

t’s always alarming to me how when someone important passes away, the sun still rises, the coffee still brews, the the laws of physics hold steady and the world moves on even without our loved one in it. We have gone still in grief and shock but everything and everyone around us marches forward as though their life meant so very little in the grand scheme of things.