I think of the threads of my existence, both physical and spiritual. Of my history and potential. The hollow threads that take oxygen and nutrients around my body and those that return to my heart. The threads of fibre that carry the world of the outside to my inside and fire one connection to another, that forms my reason, and transforms my imagination into my making...
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The Thread and Reach of Life
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By Mike de Sousa
October 10, 2021
October 10, 2021
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