Sea, earth, air, sound, silence.
Plant, quadruped, bird,
By one music enchanted,
One deity stirred,--Each the other adorning,
Accompany still;
Night veileth the morning,
The vapor the hill.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
My life at point-blank range. Written and narrated to make known the walls I broke and the bridges I built
Clipper, Clipper, Clipper. Bring me news that the subsurface ocean is gushing with life. As we know it. Primitive or not. And I'll play...
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