I could lose myself in your Forest of Metaphors. Loved and delighted in all the hues you painted for us in words. And, since you asked (last week) Yes! I missed you. I hope the intentional break from publishing was every bit as you had wanted it to be.
Such powerful imagery, Victor. "...an internal world of locked doors and lightless windows where he lived chained to his certainty that life crept from one insurmountable moment to another." Yikes! I know a man who lives in that same internal world , totally closed off,-- and he doesn't even realize it. Frightening. How does one arrive there, I wonder? A provocative piece.
I could lose myself in your Forest of Metaphors. Loved and delighted in all the hues you painted for us in words. And, since you asked (last week) Yes! I missed you. I hope the intentional break from publishing was every bit as you had wanted it to be.
"but none crawled forward on the branches of his thoughts." Nice imagery Victor. Well done!
Quite poetic - much said in few words. Just lovely writing. Well done, sir.
Wow...de alguna manera así me sentí en algún momento de mi vida cuándo mi fe se fue...
Such powerful imagery, Victor. "...an internal world of locked doors and lightless windows where he lived chained to his certainty that life crept from one insurmountable moment to another." Yikes! I know a man who lives in that same internal world , totally closed off,-- and he doesn't even realize it. Frightening. How does one arrive there, I wonder? A provocative piece.