As information comes and goes I think I would look like a quilt, made from old photographs connected by bits of leaves, twigs and lavender, all bunched up with sewing and knots made of too much dwelled upon angst, a real bumpy road to rub your hands and feet over. There would be old fur, fresh flowers and buttons that would sing or hiss. But the weaving would be crisscrossed and crazy but connected.
Read other answers by Sheri Fresonke Harper on Quora:
- How can it be argued that language and logic are two major tricksters in matters of understanding?
- What is meaning of this quote: “The way out is through the door. Why is it that no one will use this method?” -Confucius?
- Do you forgive easily? Have you ever forgiven someone who wronged or hurt you in a way that you thought could never be forgiven?
from Quora http://ift.tt/29pirZp
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