it’s not very often, maybe even never before that i can step way way outside of my comfort zone and just go all out being engulf by the intoxication of raw beauty. for most of my normal existence, my ego pokes fun of my shallow desires and the power that comes with being inspired gets more repressed. it’s the story of my life and all that repression is beginning to rapture. granted that i have lived out a very enriching dream in the past 20 years, there is still a part of me that have not been able to express itself. it’s quite odd even though superficially, all of me has been fully express as well. anyway, i digress. tonight i did let go of all my inhibition and just wrote from the heart. i figure it will get ignore but to keep it inside again, that is not doing anyone good. many days these pulses of inspiration very quietly seeps through my existence. but those in those rare moments, when you take that pulse of inspiration and open it full throttle and direct it towards a big canvas. at some point the ego will chime in to say something about that expression but before it does, just enjoy that deep yearning to just be fully venerable with your own expression. good or bad, it will be just fodder at the end of the day. the only thing that will matter is, did you express your boundless love in all it’s glory?
