I don’t want to be the quivering cup of water, however ominous it may be. I don’t want to be the people in the jeep cowering at the quivering water. I want to be the T Rex, careening towards them, roaring and smashing trees. I want to leave big, muddy, imposing footprints. Sure, one reason…
ambition
Faith in the Secret Garden: Chair Pose
Being mere mortals, we are limited. The Doctor can choose to move back and forth in time in her TARDIS. Superman can see a vistas of land below him. Billy Pilgrim is unstuck in time. We, however, can only see what’s in front of our faces right now. And we so often don’t like what…