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| All graphic art and poetry featured on these pages is copyrighted work by K. D. McIntyre | ||||||||||||||
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telling my soul | |||||||||||||
| a journey towards adulthood | ||||||||||||||
| “It seems to me I am trying to tell you a dream—making a vain attempt, because no relation of a dream can convey the dream-sensation, that commingling of absurdity, surprise, and bewilderment in a tremor of struggling revolt, that notion of being captured by the incredible which is the very essence of dreams. . . .”
He was silent for a while. “. . . No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one’s existence—that which makes its truth, its meaning—its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live as we dream—alone. . . .” -Joseph Conrad Heart of Darkness |
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| 1 The Soul Dances
2 The Soul Ponders Itself 3 The Soul Seeks Answers 4 The Soul Speaks |
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