Monday Aphorism: The Essential Self

Looking at the photographs which were taken of that

      person who I am

who I call… Myself

I see an identifiable person: Me.

 

I was and I am

each yesterday; every now.

 

How have I changed: which visages gone,

Which remain?

Do I see

The same person I am, now?

 

Who was; who now?

Where will the next place be?

How will I get there?

How will I know

I have arrived?

 

What lost

Given up, gained

…what cost?

…benefit?

Aphorism from chapter in Next Places

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  • Brenden Haukos

    To answer your question, men and women l
    ook different become they are twisted differently. almost-peace