Jan 22, 2016

We are the Wild

We imagined if we watched the midnight sky long enough We’d see a shooting star. We did.

She said there’s something in my eyes that resembles her soul. Sweetheart, There’s something in your smile that is electric to the wires of my spine.

The stars are bright. and we burn the same light, guided by what we cannot see or some wild idea, We dream.

We dream big, we dream simple smiles, and we dream of laughter.

We are the wild… the wild torches of the night hoping to burn forever.


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Aug 17, 2015

Keep Your Soul Moving Forward

Keep Your Soul Moving Forward

"Keep your feet moving forward" 

 

 All our hearts are wired to break, just as they are wired grow deeper into your soul. The question lays in how far will you allow it? Which direction seems more desirable?  I say keep your feet moving forward deeply... Moving forward into your soul. 

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Jul 8, 2015

Antithetical Being

I rarely want things to work,

Not because I hate myself,

Merely because I have a honest familiararity with being my own devil,

Contrastingly, my creative imagination doesn't have the will to fail

Nor the desire to compromise it's absolute growth. 

And that's the carefree beautiful truth in my work.

It's always been Self destruction against Purpose.

The constant struggle between comfort zones. - d.deGraw

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Apr 7, 2015

I paint for the desire to create the most beautiful things on earth. True love and true beauty. 

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Mar 30, 2015

Time

Our wildest dreams live in a restless sea of love, blazing like wildfire. Our abundance isn't limited--our desires flood over the gates. We are all hungry like lions to love, to follow our passion and to live with purpose. Sometimes we forget our only restraint is time. D.DeGraw

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We are the Wild

We imagined if we watched the midnight sky long enough We’d see a shooting star. We did.

She said there’s something in my eyes that resembles her soul. Sweetheart, There’s something in your smile that is electric to the wires of my spine.

The stars are bright. and we burn the same light, guided by what we cannot see or some wild idea, We dream.

We dream big, we dream simple smiles, and we dream of laughter.

We are the wild… the wild torches of the night hoping to burn forever.


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