All I write are little scribbles... Motte and bailey, beach's sand. Your words a citadel does build: An edifice so grand!
Twice each day, sometimes more often... There is a door I slowly open... A door within the human mind: It can be quite sublime.
Sometimes I like to sit and think... I know that time is just a blink... Momentary moments with momentous implication... Yet in between is nothingness holding fast its station.
https://youtu.be/1zj91pKEEkE?feature=shared
https://youtu.be/DjOQ69JjTRo?feature=shared
Now I don't know but I've been told It's hard to run with the weight of gold Other hand I heard it said It's just as hard with the weight of lead... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kg_bv83MqH8
https://archive.org/details/alice-in-wonderland-1966-jonathan-miller
