image: “282” Ken Weathersby, acrylic on linen with inset original photo

A kaleidoscope of stimuli is constantly evanescing, what is perceived as the world.
It is pleasure and it is pain.
Over and over, a return to certain questions:
– What one sees and feels vs. whatever reality might be.
– What others see and feel (or don’t.)
What use asking questions, when it all goes away?
It will all absolutely be forgotten.