These drawings are hypnotic. Edward Deeds spent his life in State Hospital No. 3 in Nevada, Mo. He used ledger paper to draw 283 pictures. They were recovered
in 1970 and now are in a book called The Mystery Of The Electric Pencil.
http://www.electricpencildrawings.com/
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This sticks with me like a big bowl of oatmeal with raisins on a winter morning.
Song
Edwin Denby
I don’t know any more what it used to be
Before I saw you at the table sitting across from me
All I can remember is I saw you look at me
And I couldn’t breathe and I hurt so bad I couldn’t see.
I couldn’t see but just your looking eyes
And my ears was buzzing with a thumping noise
And I was scared the way everything went rushing around
Like I was all alone, like I was going to drown.
There wasn’t nothing left except the light of your face,
There might have been no people, there might have been no place,
Like as if a dream were to be stronger than thought
And could walk into the sun and be stronger than aught.
Then someone says something and then you spoke
And I couldn’t hardly answer up, but it sounded like a croak
So I just sat still and nobody knew
That since that happened all of everything is you.
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Most of us will agree that writing a sad song is 100 times easier than writing a happy upbeat song.
http://www.lifehack.org/363347/sad-music-can-help-your-mental-health-study-finds?mid=20160215&ref=mail&uid=733786&feq=daily
Two good reads.
http://www.lifehack.org/361240/the-science-behind-why-music-makes-feel-good?mid=20160211&ref=mail&uid=733786&feq=daily
Seventy Loving Years
Walt Sample
Icy sun
shone through naked spires of trees
Bathing
the bottle brown house in a golden freeze
Minnie’s
eyes were bits of ash cold dead and grey
Her blue
veined hands pulled the curtain on a new day
Minnie’s
only color was coffin ruffle beige
No summer
greens or apple reds in her gaze
She was
still breathin’ air but she wasn’t alive
Cocooned
in her darkness ever since Charlie died
Seventy
loving years
Turned to
graveyard tears
How do you
say goodbye
To the
best part of your life
Like a
silent movie memories black and white
Minnie’s
livein’ her life in the color cave of night
Seventy
loving years
Turned to
graveyard tears
How do you
say goodbye
To the
best part of your life
Her blue
veined hands pulled the curtain on a new day
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All 3 of these podcasts are movies for your ears.
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Get rid of that monkey in your head. Keep it tied up!
Now go to Barnagie and listen to Walt Leuzinger's Keep That Monkey Tied Up!
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