*lib's photostream

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on a more personal level... because what is photography if not personal.

it's funny when I'm waiting for something. for someone. for time to pass, but not wishing my life away. it's so easy to become entranced in the details. the textures, the smells, the sounds... all those elements that make up the moment. And then that moment becomes a part of something so much bigger. This is one of those images that means absolutely nothing if left to stand alone. but in context... in the flow of the river... monumental.

~ going to slink off and do mindless things for the rest of this sunday, as I've used up all my good thoughts before noon. ... hard to believe these were the "good" ones, right?

"... the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the current, in the ocean and in the mountains, everywhere, and that the present only exists for it, not the shadow of the past, nor the shadow of the future... I reviewed my life and it was also a river..." ~ Siddhartha

in ways that are both general and specific. for my life and the people in it. when everything else is stripped away, then I get a clear view of what I've been given. then... I am truly grateful.