<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=489190" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Once Write To Follow An Idea</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">writing has a purpose. Words can preach.<br>Or they are like a wind vane, giving you the<br>north, and south and east and west.<br>You ask: why am i heading west? What is<br>in the snow as thick as my agnosticism? <br>and you follow, and ask what is it that i <br>really mean about the sound of a frog<br>croaking? I put some leaves, and twigs <br>and pretend that i am composing a tree.<br>I like the sound of a hush, the wind and the<br>silence of the mists, the insistence of frost.<br>Too early, yes too early to conclude that <br>words must, and must have no other purpose<br>but to convey and idea. About myself. Looking<br>for Myself. I am an idea. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sooner i am told, by this star and this moon, <br>there is no idea, and there is no purpose either.<br>Just seasons. Cold and warm. Humid and Dry.<br>Desert and snow. Wet and Arid. Acidic sometimes.<br>Smooth. Rough. No reason at all, why prey? What<br>caused the depredation of feelings? Outbursts and<br>explosions. Cry. Shout. Bohemian rhapsody.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, this is nothing but colors. Feelings I mean.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=489190" data-title="I Once Write To Follow An Idea de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="writing has a purpose. Words can preach. Or they are like a wind vane, giving you the north, and south and east and west. You ask: why am i heading west? What is in the snow as thick as my agnosticism? and you follow, and ask what is it that i r..."></div> </div> </div>

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