On a platform of the station
Toward a we-consciousness
There is praying for people but there is also realizing we are all praying together, for all of creation groans and the stones cry out
Who’s in whose world?
Missing the point
When life is about nothing more than self-determination and freedom of movement, we are reduced to competitors, with no basis for mutual trust, seeking to secure ever more territory. While our souls wither, we push each other off the map!
How does one praise God properly?
Stair
Modus operandi
A lot of people follow
Quite far in that dream
Open door
Pane of glass
Fly on one side
Spider on the other
