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starry starry night
stars sleep in turbulent sky
earth vacillated wide
May be I should post this on my own blog. 
posted by
markng
on June 16, 2006 at 11:33 PM
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insane
If Van Gogh was insane, I want some. Where is that shifting line that separates sane from insane? We draw, saying here is sanity, here insanity -yet see how it wiggles, shifts like the cloudbank, so now the rays of light shine down, now the land is peppered with shadow and now brilliance is illuminated, hailed. What is sanity, but the flipside of insanity? Yin to Yang? Einstein was insane, then, not conforming to given standards.Where is the line and how do you know you have crossed it? Why is it some never come back but walk around shouting, pleading, sleepwalking, dreaming aloud? Do poets not but dream aloud? Artists? Perhaps. So be it, then. I dream. Therefore I am. Write me.
posted by
QueenMaeve
on June 13, 2006 at 5:55 AM
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