There is no pride in living a life for the shine in the eyes of another. If you want to be a good example for kids, for example, show them what it is like to follow your instincts and act with presence of mind. Teach them how to be respectful, thoughtful and kind. Teach them to follow their minds eyes and allow the symbolic gestures of the natural world to show them the way; the way to silence where the archives live and breathe stacked tall enough for more than the eternal glance. In those pages lie more than words. Inside the archives lies the love of many people who are no longer with us. Few of them lived the life of another.

even if you feel everything in your heart you are one of the lucky ones... as confusing and difficult as it may be at times. the spirit world has a way of coming into our lives so that we may catch a glimpse of what real color looks like and what real bliss feels like.

There is a difference between loving what you do and being in-love with what you do and how you do it. Loving what you do means that the process or activity itself is what is the most fun. Being in love with what you do means that everything about the activity brings satisfaction. It is the activity plus all the people the activity affects that brings the most joy. An artist is someone who is in love with what he/she does.

originality isn't something that can be manufactured. Originality is ugly and full of mistakes. It is sometimes difficult and always interesting. I love the original people. They remind me of classic films.

It takes a man of courage, a real madman to step away from his life to lead the life he was meant to live. It really is a hell of a decision to make on ones own. For all those with the courage enough to change everything just to live a more... sensible life, well done and good luck.

My life is in a holding pattern right now. This is something not of my own choosing. In time I will see my dream come to fruition. But until that time, I will wait in vain. I will wait and try to heal myself from these god damn demons that seem to relish in my struggles.

I am alone today. I was alone yesterday. It seems everyday I am alone. Even when I am among friends or family, I feel alone. Maybe that is because I am alone in my world; we all are alone in our own worlds. Knowing this fact, I find it more and more difficult to want to leave my room, to talk with people, to not be alone. I must continue learning, dreaming, wanting to improve. But I am not sure what improvement means. I am alone today and that's okay with me... I think.