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The Wheel of Law from Kendra Smith's Guild of Temporal Adventurers.  Excellent!

Kendra Smith, keeper of obscure dreams, lives off the grid in North California.  This song is from the Guild of Temporal Adventurers.  The Wheel of Law continues to turn.  Karmic Law I would hope.  And so to open the gates of the Sun.

 

 

 

Piano Lessons and the Arrival of April

Today is April 5th, two thousand fourteen in the year of their lord.  I dwell in a place I call the Valley of the Morning Sun.  Within this valley is a House painted Blue.  It is called the House of Blue.  We call it the HOB for short.  Within this house is one of the largest depositories of working manual typewriters in the Midwest.  It was mostly created between 2003 and 2011 by an enthusiast known as Georg.  He learned in the spring of 2011 that his days of being in the security of a married life were soon to end.  He basically shut down the project, that of continuous writing using ancient equipment brought back from the grave of neglect.  He became driven to save his relationship but for all his efforts, the sound of knocking at the door only became louder as "the contender" with abilities beyond Georg's own Dreamy Idealist notions, only grew more persistant with each passing day.  By the autumn Georg was alone.  In post recovery writing was merely a tool to bleed the toxins of massive depression from his blackened heart.  Writing is recommended to anyone suffering a similar fate.  Writing does help and also illuminates ones later movements when reviewing previous entries.  Writing will now serve as a creative tool..........I hope.

   That is the basic introduction to this sea of change, the turning of the wheel of law and the circle that has been traveled now completely, and so to gaze back at the path of ruin, of accomplishment and new directions.  

    I am to write a novella and a series of short stories this year.  Can this be accomplished in the age of word wide web interference along with the demands to be constantly placed upon my plate.  I will let you know by October if I have conjured that which lay kicking about upstairs in the darkened passages of memory.  It is my destiny to dream.  Dream is destiny. 

   I will also continue working on art and hope to post new offerings of Goddess worship and elemental beings that seem to be the theme of the bulk of my work.  I also love to play my piano and that continues with both lessons and attending shows by prominent keyboardist.  I saw Spencer Krug's Moonface playing in Bloomington in March. Opened by Saltland's cello and electronica, and followed by Spencer's excellent solo piano performance.  Impressive and inspirational.

      I was handed an assignment, simple and intriguing, by my piano teacher, Charlene.  A piece called Silent Movie Music.  My great grandfather George Thomas was a piano tuner for Baldwin back in the days of yore, during the silent movie era.  He moonlighted as a player at the silent films and so I now have an opportunity to have just a small taste of something he played with perfection.  I am the 6th piano player in my family that I am aware of.  I hope to pass on the art to any who would wish to follow this fine skill.  That being said, between writing, drawing, piano practice and obsessing about how to get from A to B and B to A without suffering.  Well it's time to go off screen and actually accomplish some of these small miracles I have desire of realizing.