Whispering Into The Night

Our echoes reverberate into the night of a dream which does not exist. Though we relish the opportunity, the only thing keeping us alive is the firm belief that we are so. It is all false of course but that never stops the rolling stone as it travels down the hill of experience. In so doing we find and relish life. We are because we are.

Through time and space we seek refuge. It is but a folly and in the game of life we play our hand.

That is all.