(‘Infinite things desired, lofty visions’)
I knew you among true spaces,
you come bringing the world’s depths,
hold in your hands the mind’s future.
You were not meant for dull being,
and I long to sweep away,
all this time, and all this silence,
find you again among noble things.
A. S. Kline © 2006 All Rights Reserved
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This site has been created to expand and share on some of the insights that led to the writing of It's Monday Only in Your Mind: You Are Not Your Thoughts.
Award-winning blog - Living in rural Andalucia
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Welcome to my Nightmares
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we were born naked onto the page of existence; with nothing but the pen of our soul to write ourselves into eternal ecstasy ~ DreamingBear Baraka Kanaan
Walk and Bike in France. www.icietlanature.com
Everything that has a beginning has an end
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New Longbarrow anthology of walking-themed poems by Angelina Ayers, James Caruth, Mark Goodwin, Rob Hindle, Andrew Hirst, Chris Jones and Fay Musselwhite
Fred Pepper: Artist, Illustrator, Performer, Writer.
The Art, Science & Politics of Listening
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the international society for the study of the lives and art of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood.
A novel based on the true story of French painter James Tissot
Silt and shingle. Prose and poems by Brian Lewis
...Folk is the new Funk...
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what if poems could be symphonies, and people their orchestra?
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pour une spiritualité libre et laïque
As you start to walk out on the way, the way appears
