Heart of the Matter
(Our New Video Chat with Cambell from Auto Didactic)
Mind matters not when feeling knotted by the times. Duality blinds and tricks. I have made art to living my fool’s life and used humour to carve my luck. Any ready to die of current direction may choose to change theirs. My path of joy greats me daily. And when it rains and storms I know there is something that needs correction. I am the captain and responsible for my ship. No Exceptions.
With much love and a big smile Lorenzo.
I dedicate the following poem to our long-suffering editor who has had, shall we say the displeasure, of having to edit my longer articles into coherent form. Keeping it short and sweet for now. I hope you enjoy this poem, which for me, says more than 10,000 words.
But not like Gold
And yet I cannot do
What I’m told.
Don’t matter much
Mothers can fool
So I trust my guts
Dead ears Ring
I still won’t bend
To grab the baubles
Shiny Devil’s Send
Narrow on Path
And tight in Choice
I listen only
To my Heart’s Voice.
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