{11.4.15} (un)mask

We Wear the Mask // Paul Lawrence Dunbar We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and…

{11.3.15} time

I stopped seeing time as rigidly linear long ago. Maybe it was when my dad decided to read us Einstein’s Theory of Relativity before bed in Costa Rica. Or noticing how, as I got older, the years seemed to accelerate, a swiftly sneaking whiplash. Whatever the reason, my current conception of time is pretty analagous to that…