Trouble in Marseille

A somewhat personal meditation on preferring to be object over subject

Are we there yet? Yes. Yes we are.

The context for these reflections is a time of loss for people around me. Sudden loss, gradual ebbing to oblivion, jarring interruptions to normal flow, misalignment of plans and circumstance.

That it comes as an impressive summer gives way to familiar autumn dampness and chill is all the more reinforcing of the impermanence and finitude that we consistently forget is the natural state of everything.