I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations.
Music takes us out of the actual and whispers to us dim secrets that startle our wonder as to who we are, and for what, whence, and whereto.
I take pictures, mostly of Nature, and people like them.
People say to me, “Are you a photographer? Wow, you take great pictures.”
“You really have a good eye for photography…”
I say, “Yes, I take photos: all I do is point a camera at something and press a button.
I did not create what I take pictures of; that sky, that sunset, that waterfall…therefore I deserve no credit, for all I did was witness Creation. I did not even design and build this camera.”
Why would I put my name on something I am not responsible for?
Ego can use anything for itself…and it always finds a way.