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I WONDER

The Birth Of Dust

Why all the burning lights in the sky? For what purpose do they shine? Rocks do that? But what set the rock on fire to burn forever till it dies to dust once again? I don’t want your foot in the sky, okay?  

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ME

THERE ARE NO AMATEURS

The word artist becomes prejudicial when everyone thinks painter when they read it. All life and non-life is art. The being or the rock is created with the purpose of expressing its uniqueness through the totality of its existence. There are no amateurs to that end – only contributors. ~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight