reflections.. in Book of Lies.....

It’s amazing how the mind works. For me I tend to go down erratic paths.

I will go and write tomes of poetry, then go off on a story telling binge of fictional characters. I realized I have four story lines going right now. One I might consider complete but always able to supplement or interject characters or chapter length embellishments.

Lately it has been visual art that I am collecting and searching mainly through twitter. Back to reading “The Story of Art.”

This after 4 or so months of the “Scientific American”

What has happened to my focus. Interesting is that none of it is really immensely interesting in the first place.

A boat without oars just meandering down a river to hopefully somewhere I guess…