2004-07-19 - 1:24 a.m.
Wooh! I'm writing again.. LOL actually this was made up on the spot in about ten seconds.. BUT i like it.. so i'll share:
Your own world
You are dancing wistfully on an imagination that was painted with a crushed brush.
No one can see the colors because they are mixed with invisible ink,
But you know they're there and you are proud of the design you have so carefully created.
Every detail is prefected.
Every inch of the story is defined by your own thoughts, and dreams.
As long as your hand works
the brush will paint perfectly
and the paint with hide from everyone but you.
As long as you believe
you can create a masterpeice
you can be happy among things familiar to you
and with a final glance at your work of art:
you can take your brush and break it in two.
You don't have to have a brush to use your imagination.
Only cocentration and trust.