Strings of soulfulness is the substance of me being in my life. I swamped the strings of my life’s soulfulness in the beauty of eternity. I have been personifying myself each moment for the interest of being. Standing at the milepost of my life, I agnized the acme of my just being. I regret, winning superbia in ornamenting everyone’s life, I bequeathed my life to ignominy. With each roughshod blow, I farmed a little lastingness. Now, the “I” in me is holding a fellow feeling for “myself”. I desire to afford “myself” a fortune to be JUST ME, think JUST ME, do JUST ME and live JUST ME. I require travelling beyond from BEING to BEING MYSELF.
Once again, my fingers are feeling the reincarnated fondness over the keyboard while I type and yet one more time my fingers are wishful swaying to the colourful accidents on the canvas.
As an inaugural step towards this constructive transformation, I pronounce MYSELF personification free. “Strings of Soulfulness” is a souvenir of thankfulness to me……………….all my living.
On this affair, I ask for all those who are just being themselves.
Thank you for your being on Strings of Soulfulness.