An excuse.
I’ve been putting off writing a heartfelt entry here because things have been slightly weird lately for a number of reasons. As evidence I would forward you to my myspace account blog. I haven’t stopped thinking about this space, and am waiting for my muse to strike me with a blunt inspiration, and for the rest of the world to stop.

2 Comments:
Firstly, you link isn't working but, being a clever lad, I was able to get to the site.
Secondly, sometimes we should wait for the muse to bludgeon us. But supposing truth were a women, then perhaps, as Neitchze suggested, thinking "wicked thoughts", we must pursue. I here the ladies like those "go-get-em" guys (a.k.a. assholes). I wonder if the muse is the same.
Thanks for the heads-up, it has been fixed.
And if the muse were a woman, and wicked thoughts an aphrodisiac, I can quite safely say I wouldn't have a shortage of cantos, just maybe free time. "The muse", to me, is a wild animal, whose inner fire is what I try to bottle, but to make a work horse of a stallion would render empty vials. And if it weren't as such, we'd be drowning in beauty.
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