The following are a few brief words to narrate a dream. It’s dark and I find myself walking, the road is dusty, and it’s never seen bitumen. The road is grey path in a dark landscape. The sky is shrouded…
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I Am
I am me You are you I am not. You are me, I am you We are one. One, part of many, part of all Everything is but one, me. A child of the mountains, born on the wind I…
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I watched television again last night
Preamble: In order to tell my story, for you or anyone to better understand me as I am now, I need to tell my past and to share the events that have shaped my life. I think with us all,…
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Oh For A Voice Like Thunder
The following is a work by William Blake (1757–1827). It is described as an unfished Poetical Sketch intended as a Prologue, for a Dramatic Piece of King Edward the Fourth O FOR a voice like thunder, and a tongue To drown…
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