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Thresholds |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
At some point unannounced and unnoticed to slip past a threshold wherein only silence ensues. There to dwell for a time in the sorrowful grip of someone who has found they're bereft of their muse. All the words in the world do not utter a sound that would seem to be worthy of putting to pen. In those few one would try dissappointment is found and frustration encountered again and again. When the days turn to weeks and all hope fades away as your better attempts still ring false and contrived, the big question you ask's the inevitable one, "For what purpose all this, to what ends do we strive?" Then perhaps in the asking awakens a voice that the ends matter not if you've made this your choice. |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Dear Doc I was going to echo with my own roads of searching for my muse...but on reading again I noticed that in the act of looking, you found.  |
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PoppaLoco Member
since 2007-09-23
Posts 83EU, NL, Limburg |
So lovely ironic! Amazing when art and expression are the source of more art and expression =) Pops |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Dear Martie, Thanks for the reply,sorry for the delay. I seem to have drifted further away of late, can't seem to put my finger on a reason, just going with the flow I guess. Thanks again. Doc Dear Pops, How true. Thank you for your kind reply. Doc |
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