what the folk? just do it. now.

I have nothing to say, create, and paint.
I feel as if my thought and body is empty.


Starting tomorrow.
No, starting today I will write everyday for a while. I need my thoughts to start flowing like the red sea.
They stopped. The sea drained.
I will search deep and pull out a flood from this drought.
I will pull out the only droplet left in me.
From that droplet, a river will flow.

I will write a song.
write a song
write a song
write a song.

I will search and find someone to teach me a the cello.

I will feel whole in my soul. I will love the Lord for me. I will not love Him because others do.
I will start to walk with both my feet instead of searching for the other foot.

I'm speaking life. I've been feeling pathetic, hopeless, insecure, defeated, and dry.
I'm done with that. Leavin' that alone.

I will run and feel strong.

My body is a temple, and my mind a roaring lion.