“They both laughed and drank to each other; they had never tasted sweeter liquor in all their lives. And in that moment they fell so deeply in love that their hearts would never be divided. So the destiny of Tristram and Isolde was ordained.”
― Sir Thomas Malory

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“Splendour in the Grass

What though the radiance

which was once so bright

Be now for ever taken from my sight,

Though nothing can bring back the hour

Of splendour in the grass,

of glory in the flower,

We will grieve not, rather find

Strength in what remains behind;

In the primal sympathy

Which having been must ever be;

In the soothing thoughts that spring

Out of human suffering;

In the faith that looks through death,

In years that bring the philosophic mind.

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~ William Wordsworth

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I recorded this today. I captured a moment of reflection that needed to come forth. It is in relationship with My Punkalullaby paperback book out on Amazon. As a self-publisher it is so rewarding to come out with my own renderings of my memories. My stories are not perfect stories just real-life moments of life. I think a good story is like that, it holds mysteries, truth, and often a few peppering errors. Which is OK by me.

I was filled with my feelings this morning about what the early punk scene meant to me. I like trying out things on my cell phone like my Voice Memos Application. I like what I captured.

I was reading and studying King Author and the Knights of the Round Table a lot in the 1980’s while in my twenties. I amplified this and superimposed it upon my life as a young punk rocker involved in a scene.  Yes, the bands and what we did was a kind of Knights of the Round Table experience for me. I do reflect upon those memories or amber moments because they still speak to me. The Knights were the many band members, and their music holds an epiphany of truth and rebellion always eternally youthful in my soul.

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