Partitions and limitations.

Every man supposes himself not to be fully understood; and if there is any truth in him, if he rests at last on the divine soul, I see not how it can be otherwise. The last chamber, the last closet, he must feel was never opened; there is always a residuum unknown, unanalyzable. That is… Continue reading Partitions and limitations.

The parasitic horde

Day Four A story in a single image On occasion she was driven to great despair over the human race. Looking at this mass of trees was one such occasion; made worse by the hill walking family she’d encountered further back along the path. The little boy had been so enamoured with the “forest” as… Continue reading The parasitic horde