I felt my soul for the first time.
in a long time.
inside of my body.
moving and breathing.
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and inside my body I felt my soul explode.
Refreshed.
I felt it burst out of its cocoon.
I felt it spread its wings.
Words spoken, brought life.
My Soul found relief,
My Soul found relief,
like an elongated sneeze or a clean drop turd.
It is only the second time in my life this has happened.
My being quite literally reacting to someones words.
My being quite literally reacting to someones words.
The first time was when I was 10 and decided to get baptized.
I've been secretly afraid I would never feel this way again.
Alive and excited.
I thought it to be a one time thing;
I thought it to be a one time thing;
because those mean, mean, M E A N
voices inside of my head refuse to be silenced.
So glad I was wrong.
So glad I felt again.
So glad I learned again.
So glad I was moved again.
Something within me has been awakened.
Art.
The ice in my veins is melting.
Creativity.
no longer a mere vessel.
Life.
I am hopeful. I am fearless. I am free.
To those who dare to create:
Thank You. Thank You. Thank You.
Namaste, Ze Frank.

Toying around with some different writing styles.
ReplyDeleteIn case you were wondering.