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Empty Spaces Thus Spake to me, The barrenness of Earth, The quietness of a river. Roaring clouds commanded – “Leave thy clever thoughts...

It isn’t summer anymore, but even the winter hasn’t arrived yet. The bipolar September is that time of the year when the morning breeze...

Does the sun ever change its mind just before it is about to set? Is there a moment of uncertainty in nature? Or self-doubt? There isn’t...