The muscle in your soul gets stronger, that’s it. What, you expected something more? You thought you won the jackpot? In a way, you have. You’re still ugly as a rusty dump truck, and maybe if you squat down on the floor, it’s hard to get back up again. But hey, the muscle in your soul. The one you never used before but now you have to. That’s it, that’s the one.
John Hamilton Farr lives in Taos, New Mexico, U.S.A. As New York Times best-selling author James C. Moore tells it, John is “a man attuned to the world who sees it differently than you and I and writes about it with a language and a vision of life that is impossible to ignore.” See BUFFALO LIGHTS, TAOS SOUL, ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE, and THE HELEN CHRONICLES. He has been publishing online since 1996 (Zoo Zone, Farr Site, MacFaust, GRACK!, FarrFeed). This JHFARR.COM site is the master online writing archive. Links to all current sites including NFT collections at linktree. To email John, please see CONTACT INFO on About page.
Yes! the soul builds muscle but its also like driving Upper Ranchitos Road in the winter. You know where the potholes are and skillfully weave back and forth to avoid them.
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I thought this might amuse you.
http://www.nestreetriders.com/forum/84894-taos-nm.html
I am “rambunctous” BTW.
Yes, I liked that. Most of the comments re Taos are spot on. Thanks!
Yes! the soul builds muscle but its also like driving Upper Ranchitos Road in the winter. You know where the potholes are and skillfully weave back and forth to avoid them.