Life changes so rapidly and in an almost random fashion. A few days I am having 120 -150 visitors each day to my blog. I am now down to less than 100. Is it the quality of my writing?
I can remember my first Parker pen bought for my first week in grammar school. Did it make me a better writer?
(First man) I think, I think I am therefore I am, I think
(Establishment) Of course you are my bright little star
Pretty files of your forefathers fruit
And now to suit our
You're magnetic ink.
(First man) I'm more than that, I know I am, at least, I think I must be.
(Inner Man) There you go man, keep as cool as you can.
It riles them to believe
That you perceive
The web they weave
And keep on thinking free
Graeme Edge (Moody Blues)
I love this poem which was a track on a Moody Blues album. The track was called 'In the beginning' the first track on an album called 'On the threshold of a dream' The link to that track is below.