Ella: Is something supposed to be happening here?
Shu: Well, since the author is dead you'll have to decide.
What do you see happening?
Ella: Nothing much. Just pixels on a screen.
Shu: Then nothing much is happening.
the hands of countless artists
create us gradually o'er time
we begin as empty canvases
in a universe uh colors
'n gain textures as events
rub across our life lines
some of us learn to change our patterns
as creative visions surge
most of us get stuck in gridlock
lacking courage or verve
Copyright (c) 2001, 2013 by T Newfields. All rights reserved.
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