Capture It, With Your Eyes, With Your Mind.

Visual Stimulation conjures up the most glorious tales,
Old memories, new fling, and midnight autumn dreams.
They shaped me into a creator, everchanging and transcending,
Evolving into whatever magnificent being I wish to be.
And I wouldn't trade it for anything else.

I vow to use my five senses to love the world,
The landscapes I see on the road,
The elaborate and sorrowful words I write down,
The good memories and bad decision I make,
The exotic cuisine I taste,
The music I hear and the unique scents of each season.

However splendrous or ordinary they might be,
Those are the days of our lives,
We begin our adventure as innocent children, playful and pure.
And then some of us went on to have the most beautiful adolescent years,
All sunshine and rainbow.
But for me, it was more like chaos walking on the school campus,
Trying and failing to fit in.
Still getting over the angst and broken heart.

Now I write stories and poetry,
Documenting my life as I go along,
Since we are bound to feel the euphoria of love, friendship, fame, and success,
and the inevitable disappointment of lies, betrayal, rage, and death.
I shall capture them all. with my own eyes and my own mind.
Including life and all it's beauty and greatness,
not excluding the bad and the rough edges.

To live my truth, to feel alive, to learn with passion, and to be conscious of who I am.