when i am dead my dearest sing no sad songs for me, plant thou no rest at my head, nor shady cypress trees...you can't really do that i guess with burial jars...
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notes and images from the meanderings of an adventurous spirit
it is innate in man to wonder. but to wander is not...
for to wander is not a matter of will or strength. it is a stronger force from within. an instinctive power that has been obliterated by the passage of time, sheer ignorance or mere indifference. now one has to go deeper into the self, and try to find its seed rooted somewhere.
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