Nude on the Beach

Nude on the Beach
One Moment in Time
precious time
Red Hat Girl
'The motor centers, too,' I suggested. ¡¡¡¡'So it would seem. And the curse of it is that I must lie here, conscious, mentally unimpaired, knowing that the lines are going down, breaking bit by bit communication with the world. I cannot see; hearing and feeling are leaving me: at this rate I shall soon cease to speak. Yet all the time I shall be here, alive, active, and powerless.' ¡¡¡¡'When you say you are here, I'd suggest the likelihood of the soul,' I said. ¡¡¡¡'Bosh!' was his retort. 'It simply means that in the attack on my brain the higher psychical centers are untouched. I can remember, think, and reason. When that goes, I go. I am not.
oil painting The soul?' ¡¡¡¡He broke out in mocking laughter, then turned his left ear to the pillow as a sign that he wished no further conversation. ¡¡¡¡Maud and I went about our work oppressed by the fearful fate which had overtaken him- how fearful we were yet fully to realize. There was the awfulness of retribution about it. Our thoughts were deep and solemn, and we spoke to each other scarcely above whispers.