I don't always comment but I read and listen to everything you post.:-) Think of yourself as a Bach (his sons threw a ton of his work away), or a Emily Dickinson (published only 7 poems during her lifetime). BTW, I love to see homonym errors.
I am an introverted blue collar pilgrim, surviving near the center of the continent, on the fringes of a shopworn civilization. I abide in rooms full of partially-read tomes, each bookmarked with the fragment of a shattered illusion.
Everything which is inspired, heroic or saintly is derived from contemplation.
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One--the smallest of numbers... That is the infinite. A number which increases thinks that it is getting nearer to infinity. It is getting further away from it. You have to stoop to rise.
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Why? Because when you write you share the jnowlwedge and feed minds. Facebook feeds the... not sure what that feeds..
Don't make me come there...
I'm lookin' around. I'm not seeing the minds crowding in here carrying their hunger for knowledge like so many beggars' bowls...
I can communicate with personal friends via email.
Many of your drawings remind me of illustrations from first editions of Roald Dahl books when I was a kid (I mean that as a compliment, by the way)...
http://www.exblog.jp/blog_logo.asp?slt=1&imgsrc=200609/19/09/c0074809_4104018.jpg
Well, I was a kid when I drew them, too.
I don't always comment but I read and listen to everything you post.:-) Think of yourself as a Bach (his sons threw a ton of his work away), or a Emily Dickinson (published only 7 poems during her lifetime). BTW, I love to see homonym errors.
Easy for you to say, M. You never update your own blog, eh?
Thanks for making your presence known.
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