This hushed song waiting: the eve of the eleventh heart overflowing.
Sometimes it’s about •
Sometimes it’s about the words •
sometimes about space. Continue reading →
so tonight I’m taking the second night off, although I did read a bit of the forums and I did post something about more literal interpretations and that there are many possible interpretations, eh? Continue reading →
Dost thou write poems? Continue reading →
I found what I was looking for, right where it should have been for a change! Continue reading →
To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.
