|The Grey Earth
||[Feb. 21st, 2016|11:29 am]
Voices lost through time, and the unwritten word.|
The mind unwinds with time through disuse.
Only the strictures of the discipline of mind grow it's garden in years to come.
Neurotrophy parsing forests and trees, cutting out the lungs of the mind.
Networks and branches of ideas stirring in the electric wind of the minds chemistry.
Providing and standing with words and deeds to nourish that grey earth.