A journey in the life of a 4'11" short poetic giant. My emotions, My life, My words.
"I write for the same reason I breathe-because if I didn't, I would die. -Isaac Asimov
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Only God
rather frolic in frivolous than judge what I'll never understand your mind will never conceive me you judgmental man
I love the music of this. The music of this indicates the presence of the muses, indicates inspiration. You do hear from poetry land, as mean as you are. You are an inspired and an inspiring poet. I'd have abandoned you a long time ago, otherwise. You do have a firm grasp of the beauty of language. My desire is that you have an even firmer grasp of it, before I turn away or wash my hands.
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I love the music of this. The music of this indicates the presence of the muses, indicates inspiration. You do hear from poetry land, as mean as you are. You are an inspired and an inspiring poet. I'd have abandoned you a long time ago, otherwise. You do have a firm grasp of the beauty of language. My desire is that you have an even firmer grasp of it, before I turn away or wash my hands.
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