I don´t know what I want, I don´t even know what I´m hoping for, I only know that I am making paths that go through the emptiness. I don´t know what I dream nor even if I have nightmares, I...

Friend, I who dreamt about you, you who dreamt about me, I was barefoot you were nude, both of us with children´s games. Friend, where are those paths that we travelled together? Where is that...

The forest seemed black in the distance, like a thick wall that prevented the passage, and little by little, upon coming closer, its dark color began to turn into green foliage, protecting between...

The arts featured in this vid are scanned from my 1940 copy of Leaves of Grass.  The artist is Lewis C Daniel.  Other images from wikimedia commons

In paths untrodden,
In...

Lapse of Sanity
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Paths of darkness in the imagination,
trails of paranoia and fear.
The little voice in your head says;
"Dont look...

A Visual Interpretation of Robert Frost's poem The Road Not Taken.

The poem in its entirety is shown below, which unfortunately had to be abbreviated to fit the audio-visuals presented here.



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Turns Fifty
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Time is a determined little bastard that doesn’t age a second.
Constantly moving its effects can’t be denied. It has no...

Searching for love in all the places we never thought that it could be found but as we looked around...