• November 28th, 2007
Do not attempt the find the mystery behind the filigree facade… the origin of betrayal has been sent amongst the conifers where scents are manufactured…
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• November 28th, 2007
Is this the ultimate hidden testimony of a place where words save none but the speaker and secret poems are sung under the waves where lives lie softly…?
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• November 28th, 2007
A splintered glitterball of sparkling filaments of light that craves to give shelter and love… yearning to be strong yet free amid the heavens and mercury…
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• November 28th, 2007
I am walking through a hall of mirrors seeking some fragments of the self and body as it flickers off the many-sided fragments of glass… is this the final admission?
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• November 28th, 2007
Here I stand amidst the unreal, as a charlatan that attempts to offer truth through known illusions…
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• November 28th, 2007
Here the Leonard Cohen persona explores like a warrior the terrain that demands that all must be forgiven as Hearts are stronger than desire… and blame must be endured for the Heart to open and invite…
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• November 28th, 2007
Leonard Cohen explores the aroma of submission through the humility of being, giving, dispersal.. where sacrifices are stronger than the invisible and less seen….
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• November 28th, 2007
This Leonard Cohen ambiance is like a film-set where the players are in a parallel universe… there is an attempt at reconciliation; at healing old wounds before the moments lost are irreplaceable.
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• November 28th, 2007
This is a beautiful paen from Leonard Cohen; an infusion of love and light and longing, all veiled in some attic mist.
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• November 26th, 2007
There is a place where words hang like embers from the fingertips, a declaration that wanders in the ether. This is one of those…
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