Sintra, Portugal, a coffee, a view, the language moving around me and I in thought around consciousness and…

There are words that take the mind to places it has yet to know exist. Continually in conversation I hear the wall where one has stopped listening or looking. How fast we are to stall our search for the things we believe we want to know when the things we want to know are anywhere … Continue reading Sintra, Portugal, a coffee, a view, the language moving around me and I in thought around consciousness and…