Imagination and creation are magic in its purest form. Magic, while many may think it foolish and immature I believe fairytale and mythology are another form of history and science. There is no such thing as impossible. Magic doesn't have to be bippidy boppity boo or hocus pocus- it can be the way we smile at others to make them smile or the warm tingle you feel as you you read a great book. We all need a little bit of it sometimes even if it comes in the simplest forms. Scroll Down!!!
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I spend my time reading, writing, and making art. All three of these activities have been my passion since a severely young age and I hope to only improve through hard work and confidence. Often my imagination gets the best of me and I get carried away in a book as it sweeps me out of reality and into one of fiction and fantasy. That's where you'll find me most of the time and if I'm not buried in a book I would be creating my own reality through writing and art or spending time with the people I love.
The most important things to me are imagination and passion. Imagination is the key to greatness. If you possess the ability to believe in your own mind and fall into its impossibility you have the potential to be amazing. To create change and inspiration you need to first be crazy enough to believe it is possible. Passion is human nature. It is a form of happiness and the drive to keep on pursuing your dreams, no matter how far away they seem to be. Passion is the love the people that care about you give and the support they provide when you are at your lowest point. It pushes you to be your best and allows you to enjoy your journey along the way.
Through my words and art on this site I express only my own beliefs and values. In no way am I implying that this is solely how somebody should live their life. Thank you for your time and I hope you enjoy!
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Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Rhyme and rhythm 5
one that holds a hand to lend.
I envy the truth and the lies of truth,
a never ending oath.
I treasure the tears unshed,
disguised by the putrid mask of a sweet smile.
I pray for the kiss of the stars,
holding me afloat in a world of endless dreams.
I need the embrace of love,
something every soul requires.
I thrive to escape my loneliness,
a wish I wish at my worst.
Darkness
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Mask of light
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Visible
Rhyme and rhythm 4
tell me your reason,
read me your creation,
and paint me your inspiration.
But no matter how long the distance is between your dreams and your world,
never let go of your self,
and I'll never let go of you.
Rhyme and rhythm 3
and no matter how much what you say
makes me forever want to stay,
I take pride in being able to walk away.
Friday, May 18, 2012
Higher
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Every thought
Here’s a story for you. I’m always first to gym(among other classes) so I’m in the locker room first every day. Everyday, I see one girl walk into the locker room, and every day the first thing she goes to is the wall length mirror(No, I don’t watch her after wards, I just watch her and the other girls at the mirror and how they look at themselves- I’m not a creep). I swear, I’m already done dressing with my shoes laced and everything before she’s done ridiculing herself in the reflection.Sure, she’s not very attractive or thin, but I don’t believe people should look at themselves everyday and find every flaw in themselves as they possibly can. It’s simply not healthy! One day, I want to talk to her, tell her that she’s beautiful and that she doesn’t need to spend all day staring at herself. I see and hear people saying demeaning things about themselves everyday, and it kills me because if I speak up, then they’ll think I’m this creepy eavesdropper, and if I don’t they’ll continue to think that they’re some disgusting beast.
Everybody is beautiful in some way, trust me. I’m just like you, I walk around everyday wishing I were this or that and having half the mind to just drop everything and run away for a while. Sometimes I find myself standing in front of the mirror thinking, I’m too fat, too strange, my pores are to large, I have too many pimple, my hair is too thick, why do I have hair here? So, this isn’t coming from a perfect girl model who has flawless skin and a flat stomach. I just know enough to look at my self and find things that are positive about myself and not what I need to fix because I have nothing to fix. I’m not broken, I’m just not perfect. The same goes for everybody else.
Storm
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Stop
Friday, May 4, 2012
Wait
Candles
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Actions
Friday, April 20, 2012
Found
Every story
Monday, April 9, 2012
Stars
Friday, March 30, 2012
Forest
Every story
Found
Let me help 1
Let me help you…
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Alone
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Alright
Friday, March 23, 2012
Strength
Happiness
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
On guard
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Wish
We spend our days wishing to love and live or laugh without regards to whom is listening. You have a weary view of the world around you while the fog covers your sight. Each step you take brings you closer to the cliff the hangs above a vast ocean of stars that hold unattended wishes. Our dreams are the awakening to our longings and hopes, but every time we slip back into reality those wishes are torn away from us. Our wishes are lost and abandoned under what we seem to call "common sense". If wishes are the fault of the heart or the punishments of the imaginary mind, then why do they seem to be the only thing that holds us grounded? The mistaken needs and loves of the things shunned into the darkness are the reality that we hide from. Fear keeps us away from the wishes and dreams, holding us tight in its grasp in order to gain power over your own happiness and life. Our wishes are not merely the dreams that help us sleep at night, they are our lives, and minds and, hearts that keep us alive.