"...to be part of that writing..." It was an unusually quiet day, and I mean unusually quiet in the sense of both inner peace and external silence. It was not a disconnect nor dissociation from reality, rather a reconnection to a passion and inspiration that echoed melodiously in the stillness. In the stillness, there is … Continue reading Intrinsic
Lines weaved left right overlapped Generating a pattern for a tablemat Its formulation stares at me as I type these words Onto the screen as my eyes unravel worlds The tablemat is envious that my fingers stroke the keyboard Wonders why its only purpose is to keep tables from being scorched Well mat, I didn’t … Continue reading A Banterous Ode to Tablemat
I have an eye for words and an ear for music I see colours of the rainbow but not shadows on the streets An artist, I am not, but a creator, that I am Yet you, my dear, are the only work of art I appreciate. MG
The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 