Forget The Sun

Run, rabbit, run
Dig that hole, forget the sun
When, at last, the work is done
Don't sit down, it's time to dig another one

The first real sound we hear is our Mothers heart beat just after we were an embryo , rhythmic and very much real.

You are warm and hopefully safe, you feel, you are aware.

Then you are born and no longer in that safe, certain place. There is no choice, it is a progression.

Gasp and protest as loud as you may, you have to move on with that first mouthful of rage, that safe place is forever gone.

You only get one go-round at this, from that moment on - until you don't.

It is a progression.

Lyrics attributed to : David Jon Gilmour / George Roger Waters / Richard William Wright

Original $1550

Framed 16-1/2 x 13 inches (42cm x 32cm) Approximately.

IKEA® ECO renewable sourced frame.

Plexiglass panel. Custom 3D Printed picture fasteners.

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