We’ve got to go deeper than what happens, aka the news of the day. What’s underneath all that? What’s going on a fathom or two below the froth and roar of the surf?
When conflict rages and confusion abounds, normal describes the few, not the many.
Why on earth are humans in this predicament? Same as always—selfishness, mainly.
He’s a man, suggestively, a sousaphone, actually.
Forget hurricane Michael. A more devastating cyclonic catastrophe wreaks havoc every day. It is the voice in the head that never shuts up, that foments rebuttals and resentments, that shouts, shatters and blames.