I can never decide whether God is a writer or a musician. All I know is that I keep finding notes and hearing notes all over the place. Although I have a general sense of what they are intended to communicate I do not seem to be able to interpret them to my complete satisfaction. For a start, I cannot even decide whether whoever is leaving them for me is a male or a female, but I believe that could be quite significant. I suppose I will just have to keep on examining each note as closely as I can, and hoping for some divine inspiration.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on November 8, 2011, in Guff and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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