Yorick, who makes less of a mess than most of us, still has to take out the…

Garbage Can

Yes, he can love that, even riddled with a bit of jealousy.

Now as to the riddle of finding Yorick’s tent on the vasty prairie?

 

 

 

Maps, the placing of a place, of the people (who made it), by the people ( who fiddle with it ), and for the people (who will eventually deal with “it”).  Bits and pieces, known to be locally flat.

All is flat, it is just a matter of arranging your maps ( and your mind ) accordingly.

An old map’s idea is that the world is mysterious, dark, and ready for naming.

 

 

The closer you get, the more mysterious. One wonders about where and what is really there; and, what can we know.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Maybe you find that mark on the map, that proof of a human hand, that evidence of the human mystery. Names written (plus other bits and pieces), abbreviate our experience, flattening so we can claim to know.