there is a web that connects all things
I'm at my computer these days, and that's pretty normal for me. I was in search of music for doing tedious financial work, and stumbled upon an ambient composer I had never heard before. Under the video there were the most extraordinary comments. I wandered in one thread and came upon this: The future is …
"Go into the arts. I'm not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven's sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the …
The day after was perfect day: palmettos rustling in the light breeze, ducks chattering on the ‘lake’, rippling patterns on the stucko wall. He would have gone down to feed them. My brother stumbles into the kitchen, rumpled, stubbly, and rubbing his eyes. “Coffee?” “Uh-huh.” He grunts. I never see him like this. We sip …
