World Poetry Movement, which attempts to sell books each year with the illusion of grandeur, poses questions. They seem to have some people working for them that actually like art and care to know other persons reasons for their interest in art. However, they are, as a company, nothing more than a Ponzi scheme, giving [...]
Category archives for Perception
When I write music I cannot figure out whether it is part of my soul that I am leaving behind or if I am creating new life, giving breath to something that never was. Either way, there is something now apart from me that will never be apart of me. In every process and step [...]
Today as I sat outside talking with one of my friends, I expressed to her (in my daunting ability to spurt out how I feel) why I do not like photography. Her being a photographer, took this rather charmingly. I tried to explain that it didn’t draw me in, it doesn’t make me feel. The [...]
Wouldn’t it be interesting if you got to New York City, and it was completely silent. Shaking a resident awake from their I-pod coma, they pop the ear bud out. Screaming through the ringing in his ear you ask “Why is it so silent?” He doesn’t know what you are talking about and continues his [...]
