feel everything. The Now is a matter of mood, not measurements or estimation of possibility.
Author: mikemadigan
Whatever month this is
of this thing, it doesn’t matter. Focus on your creative. Your projects. Do everything different, day to day. Shock yourself… Put yourself in new readiness.
Reminding Self…
More and more…
Some people…
All they want to do is get to you. Sour your day, somehow. They do, then you allowed. Only hear enlivening notes.
Don’t force the day.
Love it. Write it. Write your love for it. The day will provide, it always does. It’s providing right now, everything you need and want and wish for. Are you listening to the day’s words and and shared ideas?
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The drawing board holds gems, it doesn’t hide them. Stay there, at your board…. Stay moving. Listen. Create. Self-educate.
Sing only alongside notes
that elevate, never those that lower.
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Phone No Love the self The immediate identity All quirks and oddities copied Loved and adored and studied Replicated them Proliferate and situate in them Know the love in core of your newest Now Something for you And only you Fondness of cosmic altitude Flying, sounding, skies and clouds Streets and tables by cafés Reasoning…
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Movement solves.Excess deliberation stalls and obstructs.
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Authoring your day and moments will antagonize different results… Results that are much more than mere “results”… but luminous and invigorating directions and dimensions, promising growth and enrichment in your craft and creative. Pen, paper, start writing. And more than any other thought that can be offered… ENJOY. Delight in the difference and contrast of…
