One thing is for sure, my life is not my own…it belongs to some ONE much more qualified to handle and direct it.
One thing is for sure, this is not my home…but I will party and dance tell I get there.
What our you? Our you a gear? Or our you a human?
The Son rises, fills us with fire and cast new light into the shadows. Dreams that were once monstrous and glooming, now burst and fly away on the wind. Standing strong with purpose are eyes settle and capture new dreams. Dreams of the future that are as fragile as the flight of a butterfly.
Something must be given “Surrendered” to dream bigger then this world. What is holding you back? What is making you settle for the ordinary?
What must be given to Dream out of this world?
Dreams can be scary…especially if they are unknown and shrouded in shadow.
When is it a nightmare or a dream
Scorching winds rise into the sky taking flight on the dreams of tomorrow, flying higher and higher, as they burn away the worries of yesterday.
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When music takes hold of your mind and brings forth images and emotions that make you ponder and wonder, it’s a rare think. It is an even greater thing when you can capture them and share them with the world around you.
How does music inspire you? How does it change you?
As I shut my eyes to find peace and rest, my mind explodes into a million pieces. Shattering the world around me into shards of what it use to be. Sparks floating on the winds of yesterday ignite fires of creativity that burn tell they consume me. Burning away everything that is not in perspective and refocusing my eyes on the ONE who has an all-consuming love for me.