“I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought,...
Now we're on my home ground, foreign territory. My throat constricts, as it learned to do when I discovered people could say words that would go into my ears meaning nothing. Margaret Atwood Born 1939, Canada Surfacing
Maybe I am just another person that is starting an online magazine. I do not know, but I just have so many ideas running across my mind that I needed some form to express myself. Well, this is it. I am passionate about anything Art related and what can be wrong about sharing that with you.
I like my magazine to become something you like to read and experience! Daily can publish and share beautiful things. Art, poetry, music and everything else that is beautiful in life. If you like to support me, please subscribe as follower, thanks and hope to see you here again soon.