Too much. Too much of it. Sometimes i feel like I’m going insane. For questioning— the how i feel quite intensely with no proper reasoning. How the outsides quickly mirror the insides, how the dreams manifest in real life, how the symbols contradict only to synchronize in time; and how you never seek for signs but have them knock on your door way too many times.
How you sometimes deny the magic and the fire as it burns you to death and to be rebirthed with its own light. Dying and living—and a loop that is never-ending. The crying to bed at night and the waking up with swollen eyes that feel its aftermath. No, I don’t see it. I don’t see why. But i was given two sides of the coin of life. The duality of which, i have to master in time.
No, i don’t see it. I don’t even get it. But i was given this depth of feels to be felt, and maybe not yet to understand the sudden body signals, the splenic insights, and the ancient whispers of light. No I don’t see it. But the eyes that feel and the body that aches, has always been right.
Recently, I’ve been having this constant visits of ideas that pull me into creating more and more inspirational videos that promote love and authenticity for the most part. This one is a spoken-word poetry entry that I made for the visionaries out there who dream big and are so passionate about life. Hope this inspires you to stay true to what your heart is telling you to do and to embrace your visions without any inhibitions. And please, enjoy the flow of the visual representation. 🙂
How magical the heart that beats art for a living.
Slow down, you can, and trust it will be.
The dawn will welcome you before the sun shines brightly.
Believe, you should, no matter how blurry.
See, if everything is clear, how boring would that be?
A time for art, a time for poetry. I believe that today, more than ever, is the best time to create. To do something magical as you tap into your truth. To make something out of nothing—or that one that sparked inspiration from within. Yes that’s it, that’s the seed you need. A seed to plant that will grow over the years. And who knows, maybe, trees will multiply and duplicate until it becomes a forest 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 a forest of your authenticity, a forest of your own unique art.
Most of the time, I don’t understand everything. And boy, this mind loves to question and know all it can dive deep. But as i capture this motion blur, i learned that it’s okay if it’s blurry. That I’m fine even though I’m not on point. And that it’s okay to not know. That figuring things out and analyzing every inch of details might only give me stress and wrinkles and maybe some disease. And no, I don’t want that. And being okay with a blur gave birth to this short but meaningful poem. Hope you like it ♥️ and if you don’t, well that’s okay as well 😁