The night.

Expressions of my life - An evolution of art.

Where do I begin, story tellers must think the same thing silently as they choose their words carefully as to truly reflex their thoughts. As do I tonight 11p pst. I’ve a feeling my sleep patterns are shifting again, regardless tonight let’s look at the thing that’s been evolving today whilst the world spun.

first a little music for the soul and for those on their was to work, a little bus stop entertainment. This time let’s start with the close up and finish big, shall we?

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Then possibly some written words pulled from a much larger piece I wrote a while ago.

Tread lightly on this summers breeze
In the dark of your heart
For it will consume all that you are
Leaving you but like a shell
Cast away by the sea
Eaten and plucked whole

Then we come to a pausing point, so let’s take a look…

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