Saturday, August 20, 2016
Sunday, July 31, 2016
Friday, July 15, 2016
Before human beings possessed fire or tools or language, the moon had been their ally. It would calm people’s fears now and then by illuminating the dark world like a heavenly lantern. Its waxing and waning gave people an understanding of the concept of time. Even now, when darkness had been banished from most parts of the world, there remained a sense of human gratitude toward the moon and its unconditional compassion. It was imprinted upon human genes like a warm collective memory.
~ Haruki Murakami (1Q84)
photo: (c) bruce behnke 2016
Wednesday, June 15, 2016
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in.
I drink at it; but while I drink, I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is.
Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains. I would drink deeper; fish fill the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars.
I cannot count one. I know not the first letter of the alphabet.
I have always been regretting that I was not as wise as the day I was born.
~Henry David Thoreau
photo: © bruce behnke 2016