I am a stranger in my own life;
I am an outsider in my own territory;
I am an unknown in my own world of reason. (reference to 'The Parasite' - Oct 27th'06)
I belong to no land, faith, nor history;
I don’t belong to yesterday, today, nor to this moment.
I am not a child of consequence
Nor a guest hinged to the doors of conscience;
I am like sweet music (or a ghost)
That floats at free will in palatial marble halls;
I am the hope
That glitters in a peasant’s forlorn eyes.
I am the voice
To Man’s call for freedom.
(In life I am the child of time,
In death I am the child of eternity – Anonymous)
1 comment:
hi.
thanks for dropping by.
no. unfortunately, i dont work on any other art forms... even photography is at present only a hobby.
my email tells me you dropped three comments but somehow the blog only shows one... which pics did you like?
anyway. im glad you liked the pics, but i would advise you to go there... seeing it all for real is a whole different experience.
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