357: relentless spontaneity

chosen and walking reinforced by delivery no that would be accepted delivery the message received not just sent no more looking back over one’s shoulder though it still looks as if sometimes that may very well (only?) by mercury retrograde right here is the way...

356: a human

is simply a conceit of parts illusion some may say until their life reaches whether in hand voice pen or heart to speak volumes of generosity

355: what are you longing for

if you sat down and waited with pen in hand perched over blank page asking your self this question over each breath what would come to fill this page becoming a manuscript for your life lived well we put into the world what we most want that longing is a lack sure yes...

354: I started writing for real

no not to get published I am not sure anymore what that is about and all the stories in the world have been told so not that I started writing for real from the place that is in me like nothing else from the place in me that is home with urgent...

353: is it something in the air

quite literally I wonder I was just reading about Terry Pratchett a British satirical novelist young adult and juvenile fiction author of dozens winner of much died of alzheimer’s in the end author since day one believer? yesterday the artists gathered we shared...