Humbly me
There's been eighteen years since my life before this. I 've learned to walk humbly and decisively, trust me, harder than it sounds. I've been creating this, all my life. I am a mind with an appreciation for the blessing of words and thought. This is why I write.
I've found that my voice is one with purpose, I try to put the sound of me in as many people as possible. I think its crazy how spirits interact with each other. Through love, hate, contempt, or admiration, how beautiful it is to know that there are parts of your life that exist in the exact same time and space as parts of mine. Like you reading what I'm writing now. Or you listening to a poem that I recite. If your ears do not hear me, or do not hear anything, and the ability is there, than what are they there for? Because of this belief, my ears hear me often, this is why I speak.
There is a certain size crater you leave on the surface of now when your little spirit is flung from the heavens and out of mothers womb. From that second, it is up to you what you choose to fill and decorate that crater with. I've made it a point, that the proof of my impact is lovely. I've smeared myself on the walls, and I'm confident that what created me, thinks of me no less than beautiful. As do I. I am determined to share this art with as many as possible, till I have the colors of the world hidden in my story. This is why I live.
I know that you will take from me what is intended. Please, Be beautiful, and know that life is lovely.
Blessings
Korim
Blue Sky.Red Sun
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