Sometimes the memories we don't let go of are like the rain ( Read more... )

It's hard to write when it doesn't feel like there's any grey matter left up there to churn things out. I made up my own writing assignment for myself. Pretty much.. write whatever 3 pieces of musical composition inspire in the time it takes for them to finish playing. I'd never heard them before, but the plan sure does get the ball rolling. ( Read more... )

I found myself leaning alone on the balcony, the cicada song stirring the silence of the night. The imbibed liquor was making its way through my thoughts by now and dragging them inwards. What else was there to do but gaze at trees shadowed in the darkness of an evening held under a clear twilight sky? The air was cool as I breathed it into my ( Read more... )

In the twilight of a world, my life.. my heart has grown cold. These tears I shed alone right here, now tell me I'm too old.. When I was young, I could see.. a different place there before me. The sun was bright, a sort of effervescent shade. Laughing in the autumn wind, I walked among the elder willow trees. I knew nothing but the felicity of ( Read more... )

[This is not the larger post I'll be making sometime later.. but it is a large post..]

Three things.. a single post. They flow from the same reasons but go out to things just as different as the seasons..

I found myself.. I found my hope.. I found my spirit.. Now then, what's next? To my true friends and those with true souls, I wish you all ( Read more... )

I. Realizing ( Read more... )