Oh man, we are so many people, living different lives under turbulent times. Oh man, we don’t know good from evil. Looking through our eyes is the burden of lives. Simply Red – So Many People

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage,And then is…

Things happen so fast, you’re born, you fall in love, you’re old. And the greatest things get crammed into the tiniest bits of time. The briefest moments are the very ones you wish you could capture, dwell upon, live in … we want to but we can’t … good thing, that.

Learning to see the puzzle in everything – they are everywhere. Once to you start looking it’s impossible to stop. It just so happens, people and all the deceits and delusions that inform everything they do tend to be the most fascinating puzzles of all – of course they don’t always appreciate be seen as…

“I’m filled with a desire for clarity and meaning within a world and condition that offers neither.” Albert Camus – The Myth of Sisyphus

Seize today, for none of our tomorrows are guaranteed.