Rachel, walking in snow. Sewanee, 2013
What becomes what? Now there is this idea, and actually, for now, it’s greatest plausibility lies in possibilities, not certainty, of the soul never really ‘dying’, that it stretches across the multiverse. Well, here’s proof of some kind of eternity – I saw Rachel become the branches and the snow and all of that becoming her. And she continues. Timeless.
Welcome back, Pradip, and best wishes for 2014! I imagine snow is a rarity in Sewanee? Looking forward to maybe just a little during January and February…
For what it’s worth, on the question of consciousness, here are my thoughts on the matter:
http://idiotic-hat.blogspot.co.uk/2010/01/radio.html
Mike
Thank you Mike! I had to take a bit of a break, and also some time out to redesign and tweet the site. Snow, alas, had become a rarity. Sewanee used to have fantastic explosions of ice storms when I first arrived in ’88. I’ll be posting soon about your book – very smart and inspiring! Thanks for that too.