As you walk on asphalt, concrete, or stone, you take it for granted that there is solid ground beneath your feet. Not in the city. Seeing this man guarding an open manhole while his colleague was working in the bowels of the Dearborn St, deep under the surface only reminded that solid ground under my... Continue Reading →
Yearning for wisdom.Follow the yellow brick road.It's but at arm's length.#haikuA tiny park on the very edge of the train loop on Van Buren, just across the street from Chicago's Harold Washington Library. I like how they've rehabbed the L stop and made it look more traditional than contemporary. Fits the college district nicely.
Still yet imposing.Freedom-less numbers inside.Lives turned upside down. #haiku One day, there will be time in our society where there is no need for prisons and people can get all the support they need to avoid committing crimes, or being unjustly incarcerated. There must be a better and preventative solution than this.
Many schools of thought have been there over millennia on the topic of human mind. What is it? Where does it come from? What is its purpose? Who is in control of it? Why can't I stop having thoughts at three in the morning when I want to sleep? If I can't stop them, are... Continue Reading →