Words are the tools of the soul. We are the hands but presume ourselves to be the mind.
[I dreamt up this line while imagining a carpenter’s tools.]
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Words are the tools of the soul. We are the hands but presume ourselves to be the mind.
[I dreamt up this line while imagining a carpenter’s tools.]
I write, act, and produce films in Los Angeles. Everything else is conjecture. View more posts