Chip

Chip away slowly

until there is nothing left

then you will find truth

Unmask the hidden

expose it in broad daylight

so night cannot steal

Chip

Thoughts

I am struck by the idea of stripping away all the things that we think we are. As we let them go, are we left with nothing or do we truly find our ‘self’? It is a lifelong project and I am committed to it (albeit half-heartedly at times) but not sure if we find the answer.

Memories of The Living Room. Great fun.

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