"When the poet doubts that the center of the universe lies in his own heart, that his spirit is an overflowing fountain, a focus which irradiates energy, capable of transforming and even deforming the world around him, then the spirit of the poet wanders disoriented again among objects."
whaddup Basil? heh heh. sick drawing Noah, keep it up even though you have a little break from art classes!
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