This is my muse in my stonitude. HERE

I am falling down the stairs, i am skipping down the sidewalk, I am thrown against the sky, i am raining down in pieces...I am scattering night light. sings Vega, a wonderful musician and poet.

I asked Buddha and god to make my heart and mind fluid like water, so supple and flexiblyy transformable that nothing can harm her. I have prayed for whiskey all morning right now, to the sound of Suzanne Vega and others.