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On Lemon Trees and Metaphor

I was thinking, the other day, of the sun and how it used to arrive through the lemon tree when I was a child, carefully, as if it didn’t want to disturb anything. I can almost smell the leaves now, that unforgivable freshness. I used to steal them from the big branches, and the tree was so forgiving, allowing me to tear the smallest ones and crush them in my tiny hands, releasing that sharp, living scent. I almost wept remembering it, because my body remembers what my mind i

Jan 52 min read

Train Dreams (2025) Clint Bentley

Maybe Train Dreams isn’t meant to be watched.. so much as to be witnessed. Not decoded. Not solved. Just sat with like a weather, like a memory, like a life you didn’t live but somehow you do recognize within your bones. It feels like a rare privilege the film grants us, the godlike ability to look at a single life from beginning to end. No interruptions. No illusions of control. We see the turbulence, the fires, the unbearable randomness of loss and yet we’re also asked to s

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Dec 22, 20253 min read

I Too Have Returned

I stood before The Return of the Prodigal Son . Rembrandt’s light didn’t illuminate; it forgave. It gathered the lost and the weary and laid them gently at the father’s feet. The son’s head pressed into that robe as if pressing into time itself, his body collapsing under the weight of distance and the miracle of being seen. One slipper missing, one hand open in surrender. The father’s hands resting on his back, one firm, one trembling, were less of a touch, more of an underst

A Search For A Purpose

Nov 5, 20253 min read