All say, “How hard it is that we have to die” – a strange complaint to come from the mouths of people who have had to live. [~Mark Twain]A question has been raised about something…I am still to read the reference. Until then I can only say what kind of thinking this idea has stirred […]
You know, days could be so strange sometimes…thought, I guess, it depends on a mood you in to watch them, days…Today I’ve found first signs of coming winter: night frost left post-it notes on my car’s window. But also something completely opposite happened: roses, that for some very personal rose’s reasons have decided to make
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I’ve been thinking…AGAIN. Yep…am back to my usual “thinking” (“oh-oh”, – someone might say and yes – you should be saying this! Lol) So…thinking didn’t actually, stopped a week ago…and now I can finally let it out…You see, I think, you’ve been wrong – it is not a frustration of an artist…I do not wish
