I Write, Think, Sculpt, Paint, Bleed

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    Each abstract prose, silent thought,

    intended story and manifested art I create contains a broken piece of this being. Thus to longing expire I unravel to cursive form, unheard sighs, delicate parchment, ink and clay of hands and heart that spoke more than these lips could relinquish..
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    Apr 26, 2015


    Ideas spew from my head constantly.  I rarely finish anything.  I have drafts of technical white papers, unfinished paintings, sculptures, drawings, models, stories, poems, scribblings about mechanical constructs, home built computers.... hundreds, or even thousands of...
    grendelan grendelan
    46-50, M
    4 Responses Jul 22, 2007
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