Blog birthing

We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams.
World-losers and world-forsakers,
Upon whom the pale moon gleams;
Yet we are the movers and shakers,
Of the world forever, it seems.

With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world’s great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire’s glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song’s measure
Can trample an empire down.

We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o’erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world’s worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.

Arthur William Edgar O’Shaughnessy

1874

NB For your ears only

haha even better what about this? …

Anyway this is my blog is being birthed. I think it’s going to be a female papaya tree.

May good winds and words follow it…

I’m leaving with da best of them all.. watch Willy Wonka say the magic words.. (:

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3 Comments

  1. greetings spectral star dreamer!
    am loving your space!!! – neha

  2. ah ha i see some changes have been made!! 🙂 interesting….

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