I have been overcome
with new ideas and formulas
in my head that have been
growing there since I have
first started writing. I
have written now for only
eight years and still find
myself up till all hours
of the night pounding out
poetry in plenty. I
originally intended this
chapter to be just thoughts
and essays about things
that concerned the world
as well as those things
which concerned me, but
seasons and writings are
formed into sometimes
other things than we
would imagine, and well...
here we are. Not with
another selection of
prose or poetry, but
with a hodgepodge of
information. There perhaps
is no order or semblance
to these writings, but
taken each one as an
individual scrap of
information... they can
be quite insightful.

Copyright 2003 by pauly hart

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