I feel the brush strokes inside me, colors wanting to burst forth in vivid feelings of truth pent up within my spirit. They want to escape from my heart onto a white canvas of reality that is beyond my touch. How do I paint love and light? I sit and ponder what was, what is and what is to come and together, swirling... past, present, future merging as one thought, one feeling, one emotion and one truth. I make a decision and pick up my brush and release truth into this reality we call the world.
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