any direction to them.
Even a scientist makes efforts to draw a certain conclusion about something.
An artist or a creative soul is haunted by a billion thoughts.
Thoughts which have no logic, meaning or conclusion. But he still
paints the canvas of his life with the colours of those thoughts.
Trying to unite with the divine power.
Till the beginning of time. Artistic souls have come and gone. Not all
have tasted the fruit that an artist desires. That connection or that
selfless feeling of uniting with a higher power. As art of any sort is
a gateway to a higher divine force
That's because you may choose a billion ideas. But in reality, ideas
actually choose you.
You don't do anything. You are JUST a medium.
Keep on trying till the last breath, as you never know when an awesome
idea chooses you.
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The shit is back.
The stink is back.
I'm writing again.
Yee haa!
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