Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Moving the ghosts...

There are times when it's hard to determine exactly what's going on in the world.  From a chaotic scene a sense of order develops, a pattern that almost seems logical, but the true reasons for what one witnesses is elusive.  (bigger versions)

Obstacles become paths and debris becomes tools and progress is made... but for what purpose... what unseen hand guides the workers... (bigger versions)

But perhaps stranger still is the need of most to belong... to contribute... to produce and be needed - never to run away - never to chart their own destiny - never to lead... only to work.  (bigger versions)

Beginning life blind and alone, perhaps it is enough to want togetherness.  (bigger versions)