musing on visions of writing. think actively of natural creativity. feel fearless to admit thoughts. enjoy the idealization of the abstract. argue with oneself and eke out sustenance for poetic activity. embrace universal harmony. just endeavor to make it.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
time's racecourse
the work defeats me....i am behind schedule....i can't keep up with time. time is wild like an untamed horse...it's an unruly wind that knows not any direction. i am buried under tbe sands of time.........present amends future?
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horse,
racecourse,
wind
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