eyes which see the world as it is, simple, uncluttered, unadorned, empty of words… © KD.W.Heim
here is something in the way possibility shimmers at the edge of routine, inviting us to open our windows, to let in a new and dazzling clarity, a sense that is both a trembling risk and an inexplicable brightness. Once I listen closely, if I unclench my fists from habit, the world reveals itself not…
always in search of a language delicate enough to catch the whisperings of that which waits beyond the horizon of comprehension… I am a dream, an illusion, a paradox, a riddle, from which stories and situations arise. Please always remember that everything you see, hear, feel, think, smell, taste, and sense when you encounter life,…