A Note for the Art Trapped in My Mind

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feel your burning intensity rev through my core and soar towards my hands and mouth, They feel called to release your message, I feel I have no choice but to cater to your release.I crave your intensity, Because I fear when your flames burn low I will lose you forever. You are the spark within me which sheds light on the nothingness of the world around me, You are my answer to the endless question of “Why?”, You are my hope that I can build a bridge to connect my inner world with those who choose to enter.Despite how I crave your

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intense warmth, I know I can only be patient and wait for the days where you burn so strongly and it’s impossible to keep you from pouring out of me. I know that I question you and compare you to all those who have mastered you more than I have. Yet, I also know that I must practice my dance with you, so that I can consistently share you with the world. Though I love your intensity which gives me no choice but to share your vision, I want to steadily expose your light and your excellence. You too are worthy, You too have a voice worth hearing.</article></body>

A Note for the Art Trapped in My Mind

A quick release of passing thoughts.

The Blue Room — Pablo Picasso

I feel you within me at all times, At times your flames are weak and dying, And it seems that a weak blow from my lips would extinguish you completely. Yet, in a moment’s notice, an unexpected source of fuel reignites you and your flames begin to roar. I can feel your burning intensity rev through my core and soar towards my hands and mouth, They feel called to release your message, I feel I have no choice but to cater to your release.

I crave your intensity, Because I fear when your flames burn low I will lose you forever. You are the spark within me which sheds light on the nothingness of the world around me, You are my answer to the endless question of “Why?”, You are my hope that I can build a bridge to connect my inner world with those who choose to enter.

Despite how I crave your intense warmth, I know I can only be patient and wait for the days where you burn so strongly and it’s impossible to keep you from pouring out of me. I know that I question you and compare you to all those who have mastered you more than I have. Yet, I also know that I must practice my dance with you, so that I can consistently share you with the world. Though I love your intensity which gives me no choice but to share your vision, I want to steadily expose your light and your excellence. You too are worthy, You too have a voice worth hearing.