The heart of Davy Jones

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In a dreamland far away from here, a long time ago, I met a human who taught me how to find and open the chest with the heart of Davy Jones. Funny that now, many years later, I would be hiding Davy Jones’ heart because of that same person. You can’t ignore life’s irony.

I reached a conclusion that I can best formulate in the following way: When I speak, people listen. When I shout, people shout with me. When I sing, I sing alone. So I’ve decided not to “sing” anymore. As a result, some of the posts that you might have previously read on this blog have been unpublished and from now on, such posts will not appear again. At least not too soon. If you’re not sure what I’m talking about… use your imagination, you’ll figure it out.

One Response to “The heart of Davy Jones”

  1. Doc Says:

    When you sing alone, it makes the loneliness go away, and makes you feel better. So, please, never stop singing- it’s good for the soul.

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