Now I left this world
But there was much left already on its trail
Yet I don’t regret anything
Because there was nothing to regret
As I was and as I somehow still very well am,
I am a magical miracle
A fringe of hope
Flying around amongst tree tops in the groves
Moves in and along flowing rivers
Sing songs with sea-people
Standing steadfastly still with the mountains royalty
Belongs to nobody
But touches each
That breathes my being
Who yearn to be
That is my nature.
"Think about you ALL the time...But I won't tell your name!"
A Library of Stories Old and New
My head is full of words...
Misfits throwing articulate tantrums
Step into the darkness, step out of the light.
A blog reaching out to victims of abuse and others in need, providing insight about abuse, hope for the future, and guidance to see THE LIGHT that lead Secret Angel out of the darkness of her own abusive situation and helped her to not only survive but to overcome.
Poetry & Writing Blog
People can lose their lives in libraries. They ought to be warned –Saul Bellow
A Writer With A Difference
visions of a radical dreamer
"Owls are not what they seem"
Where muses and words join to create magic.
Poetry, Musical Parodies, Music Videos, Social & Political Commentary, Humor & Reviews
Just another human being who's trying to reach new levels of consciousness.
Give me timbre, give me tremor, give me trouble
Author: The Eternals Series
Mr. Violin sheds light on curious facts about Brazil – but he also touches on issues that somehow connect Brazilians to world topics, making his audioblog an invaluable link between South America’s powerhouse and the rest of the globe.
Poetry, thought and philosophy
