Listen, Listen to the Song of Time.
Listen, Listen to the Song of Passion.
Listen, Listen to the Truth of Existence.
Listen, Listen for in them you will find the Ambrosia of Life- the meaning behind it all: the reason for all you do.
I have become mired for the first time in all my days save for a few brief hours after one particularly bad wedding. Its as if the sky fell that day. My memory of those hours is fleeting at best. But save for then and now the bleak entirety of this winter I have never experienced writer's block. A complete and utter stagnation of everything that I am and of all creativity.
So I ask a question. Why are you here? Why do you do what you do? Who are you truly?
IN SHORT
What is the meaning of life- what is your ambrosia?
Please inspire me here and now in this dream realm.
Stan the Man- A simple wedding singer
Listen, Listen to the Song of Passion.
Listen, Listen to the Truth of Existence.
Listen, Listen for in them you will find the Ambrosia of Life- the meaning behind it all: the reason for all you do.
I have become mired for the first time in all my days save for a few brief hours after one particularly bad wedding. Its as if the sky fell that day. My memory of those hours is fleeting at best. But save for then and now the bleak entirety of this winter I have never experienced writer's block. A complete and utter stagnation of everything that I am and of all creativity.
So I ask a question. Why are you here? Why do you do what you do? Who are you truly?
IN SHORT
What is the meaning of life- what is your ambrosia?
Please inspire me here and now in this dream realm.
Stan the Man- A simple wedding singer