In dialogue, we listen with our voices. Our voices slide over and under the rocks and through the crevices, seeking the presence of the other.
Previous Posts
- All things happen simultaneously, so I urge you no...
- Rain is ever present in my heart - that is why thi...
- Only an artist has the nerve to bring sex and deat...
- The trade-off between anonymity and glory in the w...
- What I would like to ask theorists who create taxo...
- We are never as modern as we would like to think. ...
- I have great faith in the scientific method, which...
- The creative process is alchemical, primitive and ...
- The trouble with seeking the keys to the creative ...
- Every religion is an expression of atheism, couche...
<< Home