Night's Plutonian Shore

Night's Plutonian Shore

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ME

I am boldly defined by words. Words I ponder and divine.

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Saturday, September 01, 2012

As I've been having quandaries, it has been somewhat complicated to write something down. To write anything. From time to time I find myself in a most awkward predicament which have given me a devil of a time. I am not that sure about my views anymore. Furthermore, I retain this phrase: best-laid plans of mice and men often go astray.

Typing my wisdom at 13:00

FRIENDS

“Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.” (Tennessee Williams)

NIGHT'S PLUTONIAN SHORE

As you have blundered here, I ought to allege that on this page you shall find only my literary whim. Remember, that life is all but permanent, and words that become our remembrance can dissolve as quick as a wink. So, go with the plume and rejoice.