we engage/question those around us. we must. must we? in speaking our truth to another do we realize a deeper meaning? or do we lose the meaning altogether? layers of abstraction/collision/delineation/confusion/translation/fear - we may never break free. we may very well be already lost in the moss of complication.
but then again. perhaps we do break free. perhaps the point is full of air.
in such a way, we endlessly attempt.
a ritual by Valerie Kuehne