A thickening!
A deepening? A thickening!
:- Doug.
Incongruity sits at the base of much humor, fun, and conversation, grinning.
:- Doug.
Boring conversations might just be productive. Perhaps they lead to reverie, or other good places. Perhaps we simply need to have times that are not productive for some organic reason.
:- Doug.
What’s whole got to do with holy? What do they have to do with hearing and being heard? Circle here.
:- Doug.
I don’t know what dying is. You don’t know what dying is. The best we can do is to unwind what we think dying has to do with us. We must do this thing.
:- Doug.
I see two soft sheens of light coming across the pond. I would like to have a photograph of it, but can only memorize—and that won’t hold—for how do you photograph something only an unfocusable eye sees?
:- Doug.
This land is not your land, made for you: You grew out of it, not the other way around. This is the dust from which you arose. You may even think you paid for it, but look at what happened: it took from you your hours of labor and weeks of hand-wringing.
:- Doug.
In Morrison’s Beloved the reader does not ask what will happen, but what is. This is the better question for conversation. What is for you? Now?
:- Doug.