On the Threshold of Eternity (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
As with my paper journals, sometimes it shocks me to visit my blog and see how much time has passed since my last post. Obviously, the habit of documenting my life remains a work in progress.
At the beginning of this year, I lost my father suddenly. I continue to struggle with grief and with futile attempts to make peace with the resulting void in my life. For the past several months, my “thinking time” allotment has been consumed by more mundane aspects of life, such as chronic pain and severe depression.
Considering that the treatments for both tend to dull my intellect, it’s remarkable that I manage any higher-order thought at all. Letting my thoughts escape becomes even more troubling.
Electrons molded by thought 