The mind so heavy with thoughts one’s eyes cannot look up, the heart so burdened with worries it sinks like stone. But the soul, ah that soul, will be freed from heart and mind and flesh, think all that is life, love all that is right, leaving the heart and mind under. See my sunrise and set, see my birth of fowl and waterborne. Know your soul is my journey. Seek not your end too soon, your time to rise beyond. Consume your life like a dish, but fear not the repast. Sing your journey. Sing your song, and listen to other verses.
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I embrace an eclectic life, tastes, and friends. I love to listen to people - to induce speaking of their past. Sometimes, their voices end in my writing. For grammar perfectionists, allow me to apologize in advance, as I write for the casual reader, not the professional. My passions include my family, music, working in electronics, mechanics, stone, and concrete. Better to know a little bit about everything than everything about one thing. Quote from Pascal. View all posts by ramblingsfromanunpavedmind