After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
~ Aldous Huxley Continue reading
And so with the slow graceful flow of age,
I went forth with the age-old desire to please,
On the edge of seventeen.
Oh, I went searching for an answer up the stairs and down the hall,
Not to find an answer, just to hear the call of a nightbird singing,
Come Away, Come Away…
Have you ever heard somebody sing some lyrics that you’ve never sung before, and you realize you’ve never sung the right words in that song? You hear them and all of a sudden you say to yourself, ‘Life in the Fast Lane?’ That’s what they’re saying right there? You think, ‘why have I been singing ‘wipe in the vaseline’…?
~ Ellen DeGeneres
Picture, if you will:
Mini-Feve. Eight years old. Holding a ‘mic’ (also known as an unsharpened pencil, rubber-tipped end up), belting out…
OLIVE IN THE STREET! THAT IS WHAT WE ARE…
(My apologies to Kenny and Dolly)
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Confessions, anyone? 😉
Beauty is everywhere, love is endless, and joy bleeds from our everyday existence.
~ Dominic Owen Mallary