paint for them richard, eat an apple like a monkey.
Music
i play music,, badly but i love it,, my favorite audience is my son who has me play the same song over and over, and i'll never be known for it or expect to be paid for it but if nothing else, my boy will grow up having it all around him. and with him i think thats what life is a big perfomance, a song, a joke. so maybe seeing me in that goofy left handed view he can grow into himself finding his own voice. playing his own drum
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challenge
always inward, i think to myself, maybe too much. sometimes i wonder if i even say some things outloud so i often repeat myself. when i walk i look at everything with suspcion and amazement. how did that get there? who would lose that? why are some things so large and other objects have such a larger appeal. some times i make myself feel so small and unimportant that i get a little silly and afraid. ( ex. when you see a tree notice how tall it is to you and you to the insect. now take in that from that tree's top to infinity is open. now how much larger are you to the bug than the world is to the universe. how small a thing is life that a matter of feet can hold, and bind hands. how small am i that i cannot see over a tree that cannot touch the clouds, that cannot feel the static of the stratosphere that cannot be important to the opens of space) so about me i am crazy and need no reason, for i am a reason to be me. i am here, however small. oh.. and dont think that you are so big that you should need to understand what im saying, just know your small enough see where it was written
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