When I was a boy if my father was ever in error or had a misadventure he would always somehow manage to give the impression that whatever it was hadn’t actually happened. This gave rise to the notion that my father was unerring, which he was, except he wasn’t. It’s just that I have absolutely … Continue reading BUILT-IN OBSOLESCENCE VS. BUILT-IN REDUNDANCY
Tag: Loss and love
COMPELLED TO COMMIT NICETIES
I only have one son left to walk to school, his older brothers having graduated to bicycles and secondary, and my morning stroll with Joa has become a worn path I will be sad to no longer tread. There is however one part of the school circuit I won’t miss, the social collisions with other … Continue reading COMPELLED TO COMMIT NICETIES
THE HEAVEN OF MEMORY
We are not born to die. Death is not the point of our existence, life is. We do not get one day closer to death with each day we live. Regardless of our interventions, death comes for us when it is ready, when it is time. Death is not a choice, we can’t bring the … Continue reading THE HEAVEN OF MEMORY


