at the end of all things. . . at the beginning of all things--and it turns out that we are not so alone, that we are not so different. We crave Life--or rather, we crave Living almost more than Life itself.
"A thousand lives we'd give just for one that's Lived." Or do I imagine you? If so, then what is that sound I hear? It is raw, unapologetic; it defies convention, yet is immediately accessible to all. Aggressive, playful, sexual--its melody unmistakable, its hook undeniable.