For seventy-seven years - around 28,000 days... this doorway has stood here, and each and every one of those days were the "present". None were the past, or the future, just the present.
And so it seems strange in a way to contemplate all the changes over the years. How can so much change and this doorway become what feels like a path to the past when all it has ever known is the present?
Lyle (Hiroshi) Saxon
http://www5d.biglobe.ne.jp/~LLLtrs/
http://youtube.com/lylehsaxon
http://tokyoartmusic.blogspot.com/
Monday, August 23, 2010
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