Hey folks!
I was about to write a "review" of some incredible music I just saw. The criticism was going to be wrapped in theological nuance, a fishhook in a bible, Cain's murder weapon a virtuous pillow. Instead, I'm going to spend ten minutes writing a song. It'll be terrible - I haven't written seriously in a few years. But better to start rough framing a humble shack then to lob those easy stones towards another man's castle.
Those same stones don't give one splinters like the beams of real progress can - but man, they're awfully cold.
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