Apathy dies; creativity flies.

Like a flower in a walk, creativity from a mental block.

Creativity is charity’s demure smile.

Creativity is math – subtract words, add paint, multiply lines, divide space.

As the aquifer waters the fields, so the mind irrigates the arts.

Art finds fuel in fun.

Shakespeare could not, not write comedy; Vermeer could not, not paint light, Antonio Gaudí could not, not design space; we know we were meant to create something when we cannot not do it.

Feeling is nothing; doing is everything.

To be creative, machine gun apathy, stab laziness, bludgeon selfishness, bomb fear.

Yesterday is repurposed by the creative choices of today.


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