Thursday, 12 January 2012

Moleskine Diary pages Jan 2012 - A Prayer For A Dead Dictator

There are patterns and orders to life that my little brain can't begin to comprehend let alone discern. This bothers me greatly because I know the information is there but I have no means to access it. Cycles ensure that nothing is permanent : good or bad. Does this make sense to anyone else ?
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