Disembodied Ninja

Musings and Wanderings of a Truncated Pilgrim

Thursday, June 24, 2010

They say the nightingale pierces his bosom with a thorn when he sings his love song. So do we all. How else should we sing?

- Kahlil Gibran

NinjaHead: NinjaHead resides with a sesquipedalian woman known herein as Herself. Herself has a Beloved Husband, with whom she shares three young adult Offspring. When she is not writing Things, Herself nurtures a visceral fondness for small furry creatures. The household menagerie, which has varied in size and composition over the years, presently contains four exuberant young bunnies. Someday, there will be more critters, for she loves them tremendously.

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