They posture, growl, dominate and stop short of just drawing blood from each other. They lie in wait until the other one is distracted. Then they steal their bone. They chase each other and, as if on a turnbuckle in a wrestling ring, jump up on the couch and launch off the back to escape the pursuit. They fight over toys, give one more cursory, visceral warning, then cuddle up next to one another and nap. This is what love looks like to Cleo and Henry.
I have no problem acknowledging that there was an eternity of not-me before I was born. Why is it so hard to imagine an eternity of not-me after I die.
- Sy Safransky's Notebook, Sun Magazine, Jan
2011.
At first I thought Safransky meant he was struggling to believe he would continue as, perhaps, some kind of other energy form after his human body's death. However, he had no problem believing that he may have existed as some other life form prior to his human birth. Maybe he was referring to something else. But I like what he writes and it seemed to be a good segue into the First Law of Thermodynamics, which in it's simplicity, goes something like this: Neither matter nor energy can be created or destroyed.
Love Transcends Time
3.25 x 4.25 "
Polymer clay, millefiori, cardboard reinforced with Apoxie Sculpt, Christmas ornament, metal charms (wings,) paper, commercial tile (inside) and grout. $45.00
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