Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Friday, April 20, 2012
Mind Guitar
Now I see that Art is God and my mind is not so much all fingers and thumbs except when they are on the guitar.
Me and Charlotte Bronte
I am presently luxuriating in the craft and the art of the greatest writer whom I have ever read: Charlotte Bronte
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