Anonymous ~ Pink Floyd - Roger Waters 1943- ...Julia Dream
No glass ever became sand again; no bread ever became wheat; No ripened fruit ever became a flower. Welcome change and choose What kind of glass you create, what kind of bread you bake, what kind of fruit you harvest.
I am a freespirit of head and heart...a dreamer of chaos and creation...a lover of saint and sinner...a sower of seed and inspiration....a worshipper of truth and beauty...a contemplative of silence and sound...a pilgrim of the eternal and the now...a mystic of the divine and line...I am the "Queen of Quotes"