All Over the Map, too for Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

We compose our own music - one thought and one note at a time ~ Me

Adrift Each dream understood or misunderstood hurled into the darkness like stones cast into the water creating ripple chasing ripple Each silent epiphany doable or mere morsels of hope slow-pitched into the skies like stars trailing stars Promises unlocked and airborne hallowed in their keeping run... Sign in to see full entry.

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This is my brain NOT on drugs (OK… maybe a few sedatives at night to shut me down). Sometimes it’s the beauty of nature that inspires me or my never ending spiritual curiosity. And on other occasions it could be an empty coffee cup that triggers a thought. I never know what’s going to spill out onto the page and that’s what keeps me writing. Might as well write it down and make room for more thoughts. Thanks for coming by for a read! It’s your visits that make it all worth while.

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