…doubt is our greatest weakness, fear our greatest obstructor, intolerance our greatest enemy; all of these prevent the ascension to greatness.
our greatest freedom rest is in our ability to expressively create in response to our reality through poem, prayer, portrait, and all that gives us the potential to release that which rest in the silence of our soul…
…even fools can give a wise lesson, and the wise are often fools full of themselves in missing the lesson. And the poet a prophet whose poems go unobserved in fear of what they may be—a call to truth.
Until you dare to be innovative in art you are merely emulating what exist, not creating; art is meant to be new, challenging and revolutionary in nature.
…when in your world what you want isn’t given and taking what you want isn’t satiable, then perhaps the only option left is to create what you want—be an artists because an artist is only limited to own imagination.
If your dream is to be a poet, then also include isolation and rejection. Even one who dreams of being a lover must first except loneliness and heartbreak. Being a poet is to be a lover.
if you must pretend, give it your best effort for perhaps it is who you may become, like the caterpillar who pretends to fly…besides, are we not all actors on this stage of reality, whatever that may be.
when the poem is inexpressible in words, simply be the poetry in action—be a beautiful human.
Sometimes you just have to be a candle in a dark room, burning unafraid of what surrounds you and waiting for you to burn out; your light is stronger than the darkness
I believe that when art loses its honesty by way of critique, it begins a downward spiral to decomposition; the vitality of creativity is truth, not sycophancy. There is nothing more critical to art than competent critique and interpretation as opposed to critics and lickspittles.