I've seen tomorrow & it's the same as the patchy glow of yesterday. The distant glow I was aiming towards turned out to be weak, washy, and thin. Though the days turned I had not grown an inch. What looked open had just closed up again. We row & row. We stay the same. We're clutching oars. We row & row & reach distant shores the same as where we left & we're the same weaklings hesitating to give in. there is only the grace of wind.
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Hi
I received an amazing package from Coree and I am feeling inspired. Working on some KINGS mixes and several blog posts that are long gestating and long overdue.
If any one in my tiny circle is doing what I asked, please, send me a message in some electronic format and tell me they saw this. So I know I'm not alone out here.
Real progress and updates:
COMING SOON
it is 5:33 AM
this is the seance.
xo
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