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Happiness and your day-to-day the way you’d like to arrange, can all be written. Start writing, enjoy the drafting process…. Scribble over, erase, and keep writing. Keep the drafting its own constant composition.

Seeing that people love judgement.

And we need that judgement.  That self-anointing tone assumed.  Let it propel you.  You know your page sequence and narrative light and architecture.  Consider what others say, and that’s it.  I’m not insisting you dismiss it, just bench. Life of late odd days is a riled instructional funnel.  With an emboldening and encouraging nudge of…

Some people…

All they want to do is get to you. Sour your day, somehow. They do, then you allowed. Only hear enlivening notes.

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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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Stop thinking. Entirely Just move, create, composed, MOVE. The deliberation is good but only to a near point. After, flight. Sitting in a chair, or anywhere, just thinking, will bring you not what you’re after. It’ll just invite and assure more stall. So stop thinking. Thinking can be imperative, but it can also be an…

Something I need to say….

This whole thing is testing us, in a multitude and stormy assembly of ways. I’m quite convinced, though, that this elevates and decides character direction. Many of you in the 1B SRJC crews have written me talking about the dimensions of quarantine, the narrative it provides. The reality that you’re writing its realities and the…