Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Saturday, November 26, 2016
Thursday, November 24, 2016
Dublin Seagulls
Ok a few short weeks ago, on Mary Street, a great big Seagull, robbed a sandwich from out my hand. I think I can take that. But this morning, after buying a cheeseburger on Grafton Street, it gets robbed too.
Saturday, November 12, 2016
Its Funny Sometimes
Its funny sometimes, when you aren't feeling good about yourself, not projecting yourself, being alone and inward, someone or two will seek you out, in a kind of protection. Cool.
Friday, November 11, 2016
The Death of Leonard Cohen
When an artist dies, I find myself in the position of asking myself, how much did they really mean to me. Then I try to recall the number of their albums that I had ever had in my collection. Well, I recall that I had four Leonard Cohen albums in my collection, so he must have meant quite a bit to me.
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