Author Archives: Samuel Daniel

4 Daniel Samuel

I walked down the street as snow fell.     Snows falls On the tar – My feet splash. If our ability as humans to communicate meaning, to empathize with one another, to self-reflect, rides on top of  “nothingness”, then … Continue reading

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3 Daniel Samuel

On a cold morning, I was walking outside, thinking deep thoughts, and I let out a prolonged sigh. A white cloud forms From a deep breath. The cold obscures the world. The entire concept of the “burning house” is slightly … Continue reading

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2 Daniel Samuel

Nothing happened this week. Thus far into the course and its readings, it seems to me that there has been more focus on evanescence and change than on form. In “As I Crossed a Bridge of Dreams,” the author chronicles … Continue reading

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