What Can And Doesn't Have To Be

~beautiful Soul Weeps Deep~

Forgetfulness Heals Everything And Song Is The Most Beautiful Manner Of Forgetting, For In Song Man Feels Only What He Loves.

They Looked At The Paper And Saw Nothing In Those Curving Lines, But They Knew And Understood Everything, For Their Geography Was In Their Blood And They Felt Biologically Their Picture Of The World.

They Entered There Into The Unconscious Philosophy Of The Town; That Life Was An Incomprehensible Marvel, Since It Was Incessantly Wasted And Spent, Yet None The Less It Lasted And Endured 'like The Bridge On The Drina'.

What Does Your Sorrow Do While You Sleep? -it’s Awake And Waiting. And When It Loses Patience, It Wakes Me Up.