Three Minutes and Fifteen Seconds Of ‘WOW’
My thanks to Adrian Gropper for the source that came to him via The Digital Collective – who are part of the People-First ecosystem ….. after a short back and forth in our discussion forum where I brought this article up ….
When pressed for an example of a misuse (of the iPhone), Ive confessed: “perhaps constant use.”
“I do think it’s just sometimes nice to have space,” he said.
“I think we fill space because we can—not because we should.”
You see – it is all connected. So much so that Moby and Jonny even have the same haircut!
Came across these wonderful words this morning
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Original Article at BrainPickings
Caribbean poet and playwright Derek Walcott (b. January 23, 1930) — a writer of such extraordinary poetic prowess that his 1992 Nobel Prize in Literature appears a wholly inadequate measure of his mastery and mesmerism — addresses with a luminous sidewise gleam in a poem titled “Love After Love,” found in his Collected Poems: 1948–1984.