Winstin Moody (hayseed)'s status on Tuesday, 04-Dec-12 20:36:34 UTC

Winstin Moody

It was some time ago that i first set eyes on Paganini, He seemed the embodiment of blind desire, striving frustration. The world to him was a mass of confusing fragments. He wandered the dark labyrinth searching for the worm eaten door that lead to the garden...but..desire is bottomless, and makes for infantile pain....there are two ways to escape this hell of desire, the first is enunciation, a bitter fruit indeed. but the second is art..and the purest form of art is music! Music id direct revelation, uncluttered by significance, music is liquefied time! Hickory Dickory Dock, Lets watch. <--------------the first monologe i eve said on stae durring a play, the clock maker from Paganin, My first and best play ever!