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 memorandums from my life

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i. personified

-Autumn days are closing in.

-I finally released this song.

-My friend is getting married *internal screams*

-ice cream

-new clothes

-and did I mention AUTUMN IS COMING?

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ii. beautiful words

 

-Said by a friend: “Persevere to persevere.”

 

iii. brilliant art

 

 

iv. photographic bliss

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 v. favorite melodies

-“Still Falling For You” by Ellie Goulding

-“Let It All Go” by Birdy ft. Rhodes

-“Not Today” by Imagine Dragons

-“Priceless” by for King and Country

-“One Black Sheep” by Mat Kearney

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Random things from this week.

i. personified

– rainy days in summer

– new books

– new music video by Koi Reef

cooler weather and the approach of Autumn

 

ii. brilliant words

“You don’t learn music…you become it!”

– “Endings exist in the world…but not in our hearts.”

{The Queen’s Soprano by Carol Dines}

-“Write it on your heart that everyday is the best day in the year.” {Ralph Waldo Emerson}

 

iii. photographic bliss

 

iv. favorite melodies

– “O” by Coldplay

Another Blue Sky” by Lost In Caravaggio

– “Clear” by NEEDTOBREATHE

– “Celeste” by Ezra Vine

– “Love Will Set You Free” by Kodaline

 

{pictures from Pinterest}

it’s too loud in here

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Lately, I’ve been having a hard time putting my thoughts into words on paper. I think I know why. I’ve been straining my mind, trying too hard to come up with something amazing. I know I’m not the only one, and it’s sad that I feel I need to always have something intricate and brilliant to say when I really, I don’t.

 

If you hear a voice within you say ‘you cannot paint,’

then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.

Vincent Van Gogh

As a writer and musician, I find it very hard at times to reach into the well of creativity. The world is so full of people who have amazing talents, and most of the time, you end up placing yourself into the whirlwind of competition. In all the commotion, it’s easy to lose true and honest art that is your own. Not only that, the world is moving at a rapid pace, and it’s hard to keep up with all the trends and what gets people hooked.

 

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I have so many ideas, songs and stories that are left unfinished because I don’t believe them to be good enough to ever complete or share. For some things, this is true, but I believe I have limited myself to my creativity because I feel what I come up with will never be good enough. It’s a fear of failure. And within that fear is the prevention of ever succeeding. This I know is true, and it is a struggle I face every day. What’s more, I’m placing more pressure on myself than I need to. What’s the point of doing what you love if you’re not enjoying it anymore?

 

I have to remind myself that we all have the chance to share our ideas and talents, and the point is to enjoy sharing them. It’s not about who is at the top and how many fans or followers you have. This is about making the most out of what you do. This is about taking your time. Because, nothing good ever happens with rushing your dreams. If you do your thing well, you’ll be rewarded (eventually). You have to be patient.

 

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Sharing is a part of life. This is what I hope to accomplish. And I hope it’s your goal as well. Let go of your fears and just be yourself. Because it doesn’t matter if what you say or do is simple. It doesn’t matter if you don’t think you’re as good as the next person. It doesn’t matter if you never see gold to your name while you’re alive—the gold is already there. It’s deep inside your heart. It’s what drives your passions and inspiration. So you stick to your art, whatever it may be, and I’ll do the same.

 

Maybe my story is simple. I only want it to be inspiring.

rosy cheeks and crystal skies

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November came like a car crashing into a wall. I literally had a whole month to sit and realize that fact. And then November went bye bye. Okay, despite all of this, November was a really good month. It had it’s cracks, as does every month, but it had it’s diamonds. And trust me, I wish I could have enjoyed those moments for a longer period of time.

 

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I bet you wish you could pause it, I know I do.

 

Happy times are gifts, and sometimes we take them for granted. It’s irritating, because I always run with the current, never taking the time to slow myself down and enjoy the crystal skies, the rosy cheeks, or the cool breeze blowing on by. It’s like dinner at a 5 star restaurant that you’ve only ever seen the outside of. But then one day, someone takes you there and you taste of the food, enjoy it, savor it. Because you may never taste of that gourmet dish ever again.

 

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autumn friends

 

Oh November, you left me way too quickly. I didn’t finish NaNoWriMo *cough* but that is no surprise to myself. Don’t worry, I didn’t give up on writing just yet, I only stepped off into procrastination lingo for a couple weeks. Then again, I know I’m not the only one. And considering that this post is way over due, I should have made it more worth reading. If you’ve read this far, you must have way too much time on your hands ;)

 

Until next year, ta ta for now!

the epidemic

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It comes one month, every year.

Many become infected with the fever.

An obsession.

With Words.

There is really no cure for this epidemic. And no one really knows how it is spread or how it is obtained. People just wake up one day and find themselves infected. There are really no warning signs either. Perhaps it’s the drafts that cause people to be driven to insanity. Or the rage over words and how many you can possibly write in one day.

The danger is uncontrollable, by the time people realize what is happening, thousands of people have been affected. And like I noted at the beginning: There Is No Cure—all except to let it pass. And it does pass…when November ends so does the fever. Slowly it drifts away on the wind the same way it came.

If you hear of the strange epidemic of NaNoWriMo, you live at your own risk. Perhaps isolation is a solution—isolation from the outside world and from the online one.

Anyways, if you do, however, want to become one of the infected ones, you can visit http://nanowrimo.org Enter at your own risk, of course. For you may never be the same again.

(you may stay in tune to hear how I survived the epidemic of writing insanity, after November 30)

beyond words

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Over the centuries, I think we’ve lost the real meaning behind the word “art”. To me, art means beauty. It’s lemonade and grilled cheese sandwiches on a summer day with your best friend or your family. It’s an ice cream sundae in the afternoon under the light of the sun while you listen to your favorite song. See the picture I’m trying to paint here?

 

Art is a gift, and very few people have it.

 

I always love it when I pick up a book that actually paints out the scenes that are written, in color. I love it when I feel the emotions that are written out on the pages. How many books have you read that give you that nostalgic feeling of some distant memory you hadn’t thought about for years? How many songs have you listened to that drown you in scenes of your past and bring back feelings you thought you had lost?

 

I’m telling you, it’s very rare to find real art. And whenever I do find a song or story that take me back in time to scenes in my own life, I never want to let go of it. Whenever that happens, I’m reminded that there is still art in the world—there’s still beauty.

 

My goal in writing, whether it be stories or music, is to capture every emotion and color of life as I can possibly manage. I can’t say that I’ve wholly mastered art, and it might take the whole of my life before I really figure it out.

 

Words are special, so special that they deserve to be woven with care. We are given the chance to speak/write with beauty, and to show the world things in a variety of color. I have challenged myself to look at things through the eyes of art. I challenge you to do the same.

 

Art is out there just waiting to be found.