About Me
I've been inspired to write, write to the rhythm of the wind, to the melody of the buzzing bees, to the radiating sun, to the growth of the lilies. I’ve been inspired to write to the movement of the ocean, the grass, the weightless clouds who are carried by the whim of Mother Nature; to the mountainous skyscrapers, to the overhead airplanes; to the enchanting mist and the heavenly smell of morning dew. The stars, their moons smiling, their eyes glistening, their minds wandering, they tell me to write, write with vivid imagination, write with all the energy of a universe, a galaxy of thought, a balloon of dreams. Write with all the might of the seasons, the soil, the sweet raindrops who have fallen to nourish the feet of the trees, the call of the birds, the life on the breathing earth. Write, write and relieve yourself. Let the thoughts slowly pour out like cold molasses, let the experience leave you breathless and reveal your every theory, reflection, intuition. Let the words escape your mind and your fingers translate your every gasp. Fill the atmosphere with your every anticipation, belief, feeling. Let the world know you are alive. Forget not you are an individual made up of thought and tension. Let each thought revealed give birth to one hundred more, let the human race see what you have to offer, your valor, your value. Let every creature appreciate the way you perceive life. Have them marvel at your inventiveness, your originality. Let life lead you by the hand to a new realm where every feeling of yours is significant, every gesture, every eyebrow raise. Roam through your mind, frolic through your fears, your hopes, your concerns. You are not built to imprison your thoughts like criminals, they need the sunshine to flourish, for they cannot grow or see, feel, touch life beyond the walls of your mind. Let them escape, break free, grow. Let them bounce off other minds, the wind, the buzzing bees, the radiating sun, the lilies. Nudge and guide your mind to always be devoid of the helpless captured thoughts. Room is always needed for conception of new ones.
