Quote: Jack London

"I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time."

-Jack London

Rain

I can feel it coming
I can smell it in the air
All I can do is wait
Finally I feel a drop
It hits my cheek
Slowly more start to fall
I stretch out my arms
And look towards the sky
I close my eyes and wait
It begins to pour
The rain is finally here
Each drop that hits me
Takes away a bit of the hurt
Slowly washing the pain away
My heart begins to heal
My spirit starts to revive
I begin to feel cleansed
Fresh and renewed


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Still Trying

Whatever it is that you do, you have to do it everyday. Whether its write, paint, scuplt, play an instrument. You have to do it everyday. Those few months recently when I wasn't writing or taking pictures I really started losing myself. I'd hate to go back to the person I was a couple of years ago. She was an empty shell. I need writing and photography to keep me grounded. They feed my heart in a way that nothing else can. I'm sure it's the same for other people.

I have to put more effort into writing regularly. Even when I'm completely uninspired I still have to push. These past few months I've been able to feel my heart and brain just wither away. I just can't let that happen again no matter what.

I also need to read more. I used to read all the time. I loved it. But just like writing, I let school take that away from me. Reading opens up new worlds to you and I think that's exacly what I need.

Color my heart
Color my heart
Make it restart
Make it restart

“The Blackest Lily” -Corinne Bailey Rae

Uninspired

Unable to write
Not expressing myself
I'm walking in circles
Not feeling whole
Stuck in a rut
Pushing myself has failed
I think my heart has closed
Resisting stimulation
Excitment and passion
Dead to the world

I've been woefully uninspired to write. I don't even feel like journalling. This piece is obviously forced. I'm not sure if forcing myself to write is a good idea or a bad one. I'm hoping it will help me push past this wall I've come up against.


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Let The Rain Pour

For some reason, I'm really attracted to the idea of standing in the rain and letting it wash away all your pain. I like the thought of being refreshed and renewed after a rainstorm.

Quote: Ray Bradbury

“If you want to write, if you want to create, you must be the most sublime fool that God ever turned out and sent rambling. You must write every single day of your life. You must read dreadful dumb books and glorious books, and let them wrestle in beautiful fights inside your head, vulgar one moment, brilliant the next. You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads. I wish you a wrestling match with your Creative Muse that will last a lifetime. I wish craziness and foolishness and madness upon you. May you live with hysteria, and out of it make fine stories — science fiction or otherwise. Which finally means, may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.”


-Ray Bradbury

Is it weird that this is exactly what I want?