We owe it to ourselves and the future of creativity that assures growth in humanity and the future of innovation itself.
If you become amazing at one thing, you can do a lot of good in the world. If you become incredible at a few things, you can change the world.
Get a book and dive into it, whatever type of book it is. Really read the words, let them resonate in your skull. Contemplate what they mean, imagine yourself as the character.
They deserve the right to hold their heads high, own their work, and smile about their art without fearing judgment or mockery. Because that judgment and mockery is most likely coming from within themselves rather than anyone outside.
He thought of me.
I thought of him always.
Things that were indeed apart of my identity were things I tended to overlook constantly. Ironically by overlooking myself, I somehow emitted an energy that enabled others to overlook me as well.
Forced love is not love. I say it in the bathroom before splashing water on my face, trying to disguise my tears as something else. Something far less pathetic than the dirtiness of unrequited affection.
“How reckless, the way that I love
like the first chapter of a ghost story.
Like the gentlest hand
reaching out of a grave.”
Mouths moving with any words we can fit inside them. Until they aren’t. Until our mouths are done talking. Until they’ve found other body parts to discover.
You appear on nights I didn’t invite you inside, and I have to remember how I’m supposed to breathe all over again. I wonder if this is what I get for balking at the paranormal. For such a non-believer, I am always surrounded by our ghosts.