'Because I am made up of sea - dust, sprinkled with the sands of a timeless shore
UNSUPERVISED Thoughts #4
Sometimes I wished I was writing fiction; but my metaphorical voyage through an unseen (but deeply felt) history and an impregnable fut...
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Any kind of ‘creation’ is a very solitudinal activity, and dealing with words more so (as my personal experience has been). Yet the who... -
Sometimes I wished I was writing fiction; but my metaphorical voyage through an unseen (but deeply felt) history and an impregnable fut... -
It is a strange and silent night. The sky is hauntingly pink and empty after an incessant rain. I look at the sky and I fall in love with it...