We have built our mind’s eye to the point of blindness.
There are a few coughs and spasms, still, but in essence we have moved onto a
realm where each individual is aware, and pissed off at the world’s refractory-insanity.
We believe in mankind and at the same time we spit in its general direction, all
the while stuck between what we think and what we believe. We laugh at
ourselves, but not really, begging a question between what was funny and what
we now see. The corporate shadow engulfs us all, money begging our attention,
yet we know deep inside that once upon a time a soul moved the entire scene. We
are all blinded by our own enterprise, blinded into knowing, and totally unable to
I am a fine art painter and a self-taught writer living in Zikhron Yaakov, Israel. I have also taught in the fine arts, as well as teaching woodworking, ceramics, creative writing, and English as a foreign language.