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minate those who take time to read.</p><p id="1416">The gravity of this transcends time. Can you hear me? These words I type have a voice. Loud to some, inexplicable to many.</p><h2 id="0fa6">We are living history.</h2><figure id="da51"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*_P14RUvy1lIra-QKuZ6ugw.jpeg"><figcaption>© Brooklyn Muse</figcaption></figure><p id="cd44">Are we during these incredible times being moved to spiritually awaken our inner madness, weirdness and creativity to give a new voice to the universe?</p><p id="f2c4">The New Renaissance.</p><p id="1bdd">Word Paint.</p><p id="01a2">No…. I am not high. Just Raw at 2 am.</p><p id="13c5">brooklyn— (lower case this morning)</p></article></body>

Word Paint….

The New Renaissance

Paintings are just thoughts created in a variety of dialects.

Sculptures are just imprisoned ideas taking on physical form.

Words are random graphics meant to move your soul.

Photography stops time.

Is this piece too heavy? Weighted for you?

No- keep going, stay with me here. I got you.

With all of the hiding from the virus, the world, we go into our own closets of self-expression and self-doubt/fear. Are we creating more?

Is this The New Renaissance?

Think of the power of the physical raging storm that brings us indoors for safety. Now, envision the invisible hurricane of lies, oppression and hate spread like blood rain, never ceasing, over all of your mental health.

Does this madness bring us inside ourselves?

Art endures. Expression is the culture and heartbeat of America.

Words survive like the Phoenix rising. Words are art forms — creativity placed to illuminate those who take time to read.

The gravity of this transcends time. Can you hear me? These words I type have a voice. Loud to some, inexplicable to many.

We are living history.

Are we during these incredible times being moved to spiritually awaken our inner madness, weirdness and creativity to give a new voice to the universe?

The New Renaissance.

Word Paint.

No…. I am not high. Just Raw at 2 am.

brooklyn— (lower case this morning)