tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123552058771856492.post40445080458634920..comments2024-02-13T03:59:22.739-06:00Comments on Panic and Fear: To the GracefulUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123552058771856492.post-76320242203132735012010-08-12T17:22:09.079-05:002010-08-12T17:22:09.079-05:00"Use the talents you possess, for the woods w..."Use the talents you possess, for the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except the best." -- Henry Van DykeAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12032308517159331209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123552058771856492.post-75082638213844490082010-08-10T15:18:09.528-05:002010-08-10T15:18:09.528-05:00"I will run with you until I cannot run any f..."I will run with you until I cannot run any further. When my fatigued body gives way in the third leg, gasping for air, I will use my last bit of strength to cheer you on. Though I cannot follow, it was my privilege to have run by your side. You create what I dream" <br /><br />The way you word your thoughts is really nice. It's refreshing.<br /><br />Never has anyone told me I could do everything or that practice makes perfect, I got spared the crap baha.<br /> What I was told was this.<br />If you want it, if you can taste it and crave it and know that there is no way that you can live without it.... Then it is yours.<br /><br />So I guess it is there that you realize that when you play your guitar to someone elses songs and lack the craz and bang that the song had originally. It is because that song wasn't meant for you. It's not what you created and craved to create and then release.<br /> You simply were learning.<br /><br />When you write, everything you release in to the void comes out graceful and full of energy that someone else cannot do like you can.<br />You are amazing.Catttttttnoreply@blogger.com