You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse a persona che mai tornasse al mondo, questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma per ciò che giammai di questo fondo non tornò vivo alcun, s'i' odo il vero, senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo.
Lost in the soft swoop of a brush Or the rough scratch of a pencil Skidding across the soft page with a rush The rubber eraser, completely tensile
The slave of the moving beat Shuttered in a studio behind drawn blinds Slave of the paint sliding down a smooth sheet A rush of force coming straight from our minds
Creativity holds many captive Deep in recesses of crafted perfection Unable to escape, utterly adaptive Able to spot the slightest change in deception
A slave of the harsh, imaginative mind Close to escape but forced to continue Shaping perfection in which their mind is entwined Creativity is set in their every muscle and sinew
A slave of creativity
A note for all writers! If something goes wrong in your life, yell "PLOT TWIST!" and move on.
Stop. Breathe in. Breathe out and count the hairline fractures in this paving stone, the dent where your first phone cracked into a jigsaw with only middle pieces.
You can barely see the mark but you remember and that's your lifeline, re-circuiting your eyes so that you can see the things we can't.
Stop. Be calm. Be right and let in the light, don't block it out. Turn around, touch the ground and ground yourself in the stagnant routine that leaves you in our childhood.
You can barely move forward for too much noise but we are your lifeline, moving forward so that you can stand still and let the world turn around your spectrum.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. — Mark Twain
