The Need For Unease

For a few weeks I have had a sporadic dull ache just to the right of my lower sternum. I have thought it might be indigestion, my fighting off a virus, a muscular or skeletal issue, or perhaps something more concerning. As I can't seem to shift it I seek a doctor's opinion.

Anxiety is the counterweight to contentment. Despite my wish it was not so, unease brings balance.

With Flight of Dream

Dreams: thoughts and the experience of place and possibility.

Dream now this chance between the sheets of day and night.

Dream the world as new,

Find voice and sight:

 

Listen to, gaze, and read 'With Flight of Dream'

One Among Many

Idea: a concept. Concept: an abstract thought. Abstract: something that only exists in the mind.

I ponder on the short phrase I wrote yesterday: ‘Ideas change’. Can they? Do they? I think of the number 1. I think of darkness. I think of a person I know and love.

I speak only for myself, but depending on the context where I place ideas, each of them changes. It is as if an idea is a tree with many leaves. Some new, some old, some long gone, and some yet to come.