Who do you serve? Do you serve somebody? I serve the poem, no one..

I never have anything to talk about..

What God originates, God orchestrates..

I like my work to stand on its own as much as possible..

There is beauty in everything, Just not everybody sees it.

Swallows and Amazons for-ever!.

Some changes are so slow, you don't notice them, others are so fast, they don't notice you..

Blazing? Droplets of thoughts can soothe it all. Don't feel depleted. Bask in the residue. That remains!.

The body itself is to reveal the light that's blazing inside your Presence..

It's not always as comfortable blazing the trail as it is walking on it..

Photography is an austere and blazing poetry of the real..