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The name Steel Songbird : SteelSongBird
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THE NAME STEEL SONGBIRD. The name Steel Songbird. I saw this metal sculpture in a Sundance catalogue years ago and had to have it. I felt a kinship to the artist, Steven Bronstein, and his hand forged expression of delicate strength. Graceful Strength. That’s me. That is what life has done to me. Forged me in the fire…and now I am ready to sing. I toiled back and forth with the name Steel Songbird, asking if people would ‘get it’? Tagged: Flatiron 23rd Street Partnership. NYC DOT Urban Art Program. Great...
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Stumble : SteelSongBird
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THE NAME STEEL SONGBIRD. I am going to wear this swollen knee with a smile. Three years ago while I lay in my bed too sick to do much of anything I would have killed for an exercise battle wound. At least I am off the shelf, dust coming out of the cracks. I hit the ground fast today. But I got up even faster. The Lord directs the steps of the godly. He delights in every detail of their lives.Though they stumble, they will never fall, for the Lord holds them by the hand. Psalm 37:23-24. November 18, 2015.
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Milkshake : SteelSongBird
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THE NAME STEEL SONGBIRD. Driving in New York City today. With a dying computer in the back of my car. I found myself looking up the ass of a big dirty dump truck. Moving way too slow for this fast paced woman. So I did what I do. I found a way to get in front. With a nice dose of cojones. And I rocked at Tetris back when Nintendo first came out. So I like to maneuver my car in slick ways. Add some good loud music and this is exactly what I do. Because now I’m cooking with butter. And the rhythm pauses.
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Inju Keum is real : SteelSongBird
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THE NAME STEEL SONGBIRD. Inju Keum is real. Looking back I could have put my trust in God and allowed the universe to provide for me while I got going in Real Estate but my anxious human will had its thumb on the throttle compelling me to take action and the Devil was loving that because his mission is to shelf me. Take me out of the game. Dampen my light. When I am where I should be, following Gods breadcrumb trail of GPS guidance, I feel electrically wired into the universe. The collective unconsci...