And here are a few more of mine that I’ve posted at Twitter recently:

“Sleep is loss of ego. Everyone is real when they sleep.”

“Logic is an island, intuition is the ocean surrounding it.”

“The shorter the sentence, the more it’s like a photograph.”

“What time is it? It’s always a matter of timing.”

“Life would rather be kissed than hugged.”

“Full moon: one lone stepping stone into the night sky.”

“The wind was never angry, the rain was never sad.”

“The idealist wants to make ants so small no one can step on them.”

“Even if you find the clearing you can’t stay there.”

Also, I wrote one recently that reminded me a bit of one of yours from several months ago. Here’s mine: “A daydream is a shadow’s reflection in water.”

“Petrified wood, the way the past becomes the present.”
“The unknown and brevity. What they have in common.”
“You can’t close your eyes to silence.”
“It doesn’t matter who says it, as long as it gets said. Like the way the wind says it, or the waterfall.”

I’ve been writing fragments & aphorisms spontaneously lately, at Twitter…here are a few:

“Where the wind comes from and where it goes, it’s the same for all of us.”

“The unknown and brevity. What they have in common.”

“To be alive is to improvise. Habits are only wounded improvisations.”

“You can’t close your eyes to silence.”

“Which is further away, never or forever?”

“Petrified wood, the way the past becomes the present.”

“It doesn’t matter who says it, as long as it gets said. Like the way the wind says it, or a waterfall.”

“One fragment inspires another, they’re like cells that keep dividing.”

“Winter is autumn after losing a game of strip poker with Mother Nature.”

“Space: Silence’s swimming pool.”