Consistent, the breadth of depth contained in Vini’s fingers and nostalgically satisfying strums.
¡s in the walking…
— ψe are betrayed…
For Every beginning, there is some middle ground…perhaps the intangible balance of life.
When you close your doors, and make darkness within, remember never to say that you are alone, for you are not alone; nay, God is within, and your genius is within. And what need have they of light to see what you are doing?
Without mercy… ending brilliance in darkness with light.
It is natural human impulse to think of evolution as a long chain of improvements, of a never-ending advance towards largeness and complexity in a word, towards us. We flatter ourselves. Most of the real diversity in evolution has been small-scale. We large things are just flukes an interesting side branch.
on thy brow
Shall sit a nobler grace than now.
Deep in the brightness of the skies
The thronging years in glory rise.
And, as they fleet,
Drop strength and riches at…