Perhaps not time-bound
Are we really (and ever) time-bound? Perhaps not while we have imagination.
:- Doug.
Are we really (and ever) time-bound? Perhaps not while we have imagination.
:- Doug.
When we work with the wider kin across the then, we become one to the other prosthetic heartbeat.
:- Doug.
What happens when we make our entanglement with other generations visible, palpable?
:- Doug.
What critter are we? Whom do we become when humans work toward growing up?
:- Doug.
The hidden may be subtle or nuanced; or plain and obvious, sitting on a high shelf behind a pair of old and stiff leather work boots. It may have been deliberately concealed, covered over, or casually tossed aside while looking for something else. To find it will take many paths. Not always alertness. Or three-line poems might turn your eyes just enough.
:- Doug.
Sometimes is the center of the hidden and of our chance to human better.
:- Doug.