Samara
When does the path we walk on lock around our feet?
When does the road become a river with only one destination?
Death waits for us all in Samara. But can Samara be avoided?
MICHAEL STEWART
MICHAEL STEWART
When does the path we walk on lock around our feet?
When does the road become a river with only one destination?
Death waits for us all in Samara. But can Samara be avoided?
If the pain is real, so is the joy,
All things are woven together and the common bond is sacred, and scarcely one thing is foreign to another, for they have been arranged together in their places and together make the same ordered Universe. Marcus Aurelius – Meditations
It begins where it ends…in nothingness. A nightmare born from deepest fears, coming to me unguarded…whispering images unlocked from time and distance. A soul unbound – touched by others but never held. On a course charted by some unseen hand. The journey ahead promising no more than my past reflecting back upon me. Until at…
‘To thine own self be true’ Polonius, Act 1 Scene 3, Hamlet
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…
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