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is reserve even valued anymore? our world seems to be owned by those who pour their hearts out the fastest. exhibiting the most exciting chapter might entice others into buying your book, but then what's left to read after? good things emerge bit by bit - pandering to mainstream demands by rushing things just spoils taste.
[listening to: can't get over you by groove coverage]
Sunday, July 15, 2007
[by the way i tried to say]
the story went something like this - a girl, kind and fair, whispered all her secrets into a hollow in a tree. everyday she spoke to it, everyday it listened. but one day the tree was cut down, and the trunk made into a drum, one which sounded all her secrets out for the world to hear. and the secrets were no longer secrets, and what was hers was no longer hers.
so the moral of the story - conserve the forest, save the trees.
[listening to: i think she knows (lovestoned) by justin timberlake]