It’s Memorial Day, and I’m still waking up, drinking my coffee with thoughts of my dad, thoughts of both my parents, really. They’ve been gone for 17 years, which seems weird. It seems like forever and not any time at all.
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Chicken or Egg? (An Existential Crisis)
Ah, the eternal question. The eternal answer: I don’t know. Does anyone know what came first? Does anyone know what comes first in life and art? I mean, according to Ayin? Ha ha ha. Well, in art, it seems the obvious answer would be the work itself. A lot of artists say that. But it’s not. Not exactly.
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