Philosophy of ScribblesA Poem by Rebekah Faith VrabelPhilosophy of Scribbles
This is the assumption of the pen to the paper rooted in the muscles that is pulling it across: this language has no translation. What is conceived in the mind is strained until it hits the paper. There is no key for the emotions as they are felt in the breast. Ideas are nothing and that makes ideas everything: bringing no end to the hypocrisy of existence. RFV May 2008 © 2008 Rebekah Faith Vrabel |
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Added on July 7, 2008 AuthorRebekah Faith VrabelAshland, WIAboutAll of These Tears All my life I have dreamed. All my dreams held a passion. To write and feel emotion. All my life the pen has flowed. And as a result; All my life I have cried. Rebekah Faith V. more..Writing
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