Wednesday, May 27, 2009

A Song to Myself


This blog started as a Song to Myself. It is nice to know others may enjoy it and use their minds to picture this adventure. The fiction created may be more or less exciting, more or less noble, or more or less difficult than it actually is. The reality doesn’t matter, for what we imagine, is. For who can truly experience the life of another?

Walt Whitman expresses it better than I.
“Each man to himself, and each woman to herself, is the word of the past and present, the true word of immortality;
No one can acquire for another- not one,
No one can grow for another- not one.

The song is to the singer and comes back most to him…
And no man understands any greatness or goodness, but his own, or the indication of his own.”

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