I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Some closing thoughts.
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. Best hope I never get this good.
Yeah, I'm... stuck on some things.
Not exactly my style, mostly. But I like the attitude. And, sometimes, it's as good as it gets, front to back. And that's enough.
The top video is amazing, of course. The music is almost hypnotic ....and, oh dear.. I'm almost to tired to comment. Exhaustion just hit me... G'night.
What drew me to it was that it is closer to how I actually see, when I do bother to use my eyes normally. I know, weird, but... I am different. Usually I just use my eyes to check for movement, action eyes sort of... even sitting here in my chair, day after day. Photographs look dead, to me. Some painters, and now a sketch style, actually... fill my vision.
The top video is amazing, of course. The music is almost hypnotic ....and, oh dear.. I'm almost to tired to comment.
ReplyDeleteExhaustion just hit me... G'night.
What drew me to it was that it is closer to how I actually see, when I do bother to use my eyes normally. I know, weird, but... I am different. Usually I just use my eyes to check for movement, action eyes sort of... even sitting here in my chair, day after day. Photographs look dead, to me. Some painters, and now a sketch style, actually... fill my vision.
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked.