OK. Did my first poetry-type recital as of yesterdy evening. I thought it went OK. Didn't get booed off or anything. Still much room for improvement.
On another possitive note, on Tuesday I found myself playing the piano from sheet music without the constant need to refer each note back to C to find where it was. Most satisfying.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Counselling is a Lie
Counselling is a lie You cannot hold space. Space is breathed Moved in Inhabited Moved within Space is sized Larger, smaller Sometimes too ...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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