Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, April 26, 2025

...and what a journey it is.

 We start out alone and end alone. 


Experience is the chapters we call life.


Feelings are the strings of the heart.


If you could die more than once...I have felt that pain several times.


What could have been is like stopping at a four way cross in the road.


I miss you more than I ever thought possible.


Classic movies always scripted " the end" 


Life is nothing but lessons till our last breath.





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