I haven't posted anything for a couple of days due to lectures recommencing, and the ensuing earlier mornings and nights that follow, and my tired mind really hasn't thought of much worth saying (or writing) out loud. To quote Henry Thoreau; "Little is to be expected of that day, if it can be called a day, to which we are not awakened by our Genius, but by the mechanical nudgings of some servitor, are not awakened by our own newly aquired force and aspirations from within, accompanied by the undulations of celestial music, instead of factory bells"
Song for the day is No Name #1 by the late Elliott Smith, he makes music perfectly attuned to the tired mind.
wow, that quote is sublime.
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