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Three from the evening

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Some artists believe, you cannot have great art without some madness and with that madness comes a search to escape it.

 I have never seen
A more beautiful machine
Than the one they call
Miss Fury Christine.

And I have always said
Christine
Isn't dead.

IF
If there were a God
If there were a Heaven
If there were Angels and Demons and if they had a War
That War in Heaven is over
That War with God is done
If there is a God
If my words He can hear and
If he wisely heeds them
My War with God has just begun.

 I used to love words. I lived to laugh and dance with them, arranging them to my song and symphony. Now my thoughts fail me. I think I hate them now.
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toni said…
So don't use words...try the sound of wind or the sound of water rushing over the rocks like the rapids in a small river? You really are so intelligent and have so very much to give. i am so sorry our paths haven't crossed physically. Would have been nice to be able to share with one so like minded as you. Thank you for your posts.
May 24, 2012 at 1:33 AM
Unknown said…
Thank you and you're welcome.
I think those of us who are meant to run into each other for whatever reason can be just as helpful to each other from a distance or just in words than as sitting on the same couch.
May 31, 2012 at 12:21 AM
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