Grin forming from the darkness.
Shadow of evil.
Grin forming from the darkness.
Shadow of evil.
Uncertain future cast and uncovered through the light.
The shadows mask around his mystery.
Future unknown and seen.
Visions now marking gifts of hispresence present.
Come to see and wait.
what is revealed within the crystal ball?
Nourishing life, sprouting by passing waves of time.
Cycles met with obstacles but kept afloat.
Changing seasons bring hope and new ways to grow.
Seek not more of what is needed but if so, let dreams form to goals.
Due in time but our dates unknown.
Keep at peace in mind and remain whole and see that life is yours
Escaping shadow from the inner light.
Breaching in orbiting radiance.
Deep within the mystery comes to vision.
Mazes holding a secret now surfacing past its burial.
Beings now being made known.
Let us explore the inner caverns.
Twisting flames ignited.
Catching air, roaring presence.
Warm Orange blue glows.
Show me thousands of stars and I will show you how you shine brighter than all.
Bringing with a reason why my world revolves around you.
Creating me with burning passion and sacrifice.
My heart calls for you.
You lead me from raging storms to bring peace to my soul.
Drive me in your hands to eternity, where love reigns.
You wake up, get dressed and go on to your 9 to 5, maybe school first and then an overnight shift, second job, etc. The cycle becomes a bad nightmare, a reoccurring nightmare you wish to escape from. Maybe you will continue to buy those lottery tickets, scratch offs, and hit it big. Maybe you will get a call that a wealthy family member passed away and you inherited a fortune. Maybe but then again, more than likely, not.
I remember when I first began my blog, 24 years old with no clue. The writing was the passion and my sole purpose. Every single day I wrote elaborate stories, articles, and etc just to become recognized, have an audience. Almost 2 years since I first started calling myself a writer. A good portion of my life invested in jobs I am grateful to have had to help me pay expenses but for the most part, despised due to the nature of them. I grew to be someone I swore I would never become.
We have all had big dreams, some bigger than others, yet now as I watch the world unfold I’ve begun to truly see the benefits of never giving up.
I remember someone once told me that life was not meant for the dreamers but those who make things happen. It’s funny hearing or reading how successful people tell you how to become successful. Something we forget to consider is that people are different. A circumstance or opportunity will present itself only to one individual to help them realize who they are. Am I shutting down peoples dreams? By no means. I am merely trying to wake some people up from the delusion you see on Instagram, Facebook, and youtube with those motivational speakers telling you “how” to do things or why instead of reinforcing themselves and allow people to learn and grow for themselves. Sounds odd doesn’t it, here I am telling people to keep pushing and going at times but the reality is that you won’t listen to me unless you believe it yourself.
I’m an artist trying to get my name out there. A writer with no brand other than this blog and my art. I’ve been breaking the limitations I once had and am pushing myself past what I thought possible. I am painting abstract now, perfecting my poetry and sharpening my skills as a writer. Now, of course, I have much to learn but I still keep going because I know that I love writing and growing.
I may not be the next Shakespeare, da Vinci and etc but I am who I am and my name means more to me than anyone can judge me for. I don’t do what I do for an audience but because I love to do it. I know my value and if others recognize and support me for it then, by all means, I appreciate it all and will support them as well.
This may have been longer but this had to be written. I’ve seen a world ravaged by anxiety and depression, even within myself. But I keep going and I also present to others to do the same. Life was not made to try to reach to a point at all times but to truly find who you are, accept it, share it with others, and love, truly love. I believe this is the ultimate form of success, not what you can gain from the world but what you can give to it. This is Geeology just sharing another message. Much love and be blessed all.
The minutes stretch to hours as I sit and write this article. My mind is in a constant flux of an internal war raged inside. Opposing sides meeting to find its core rooted and defined by the individuals take on the matter presented. Traditional vs. Digital.
I’ve learned and allowed myself to grow as an artist. From drawing as a kid in his sketchbook and writing in a notepad, to who I am now as a writer/artist. From the passing years, I have turned to a digital artist. My art is created by the strokes of a stylus or a mouse, my words were written through by the keys pressed down in the early mornings.
I have seen many men and women debate over the nature of what can be considered art. Some will agree that art is defined by the creator and not just the audience. Some debate and state that it must follow certain criteria. I am an abstract artist, poet, and writer but like I’ve stated, is using the medium of a digital nature.
I’ve been trying to let my abilities and gifts spread to the world. Hours upon hours spent pouring out emotions and thoughts on a screen. People telling me to change my format because it doesn’t or won’t sell as much as what is seen nowadays. That my work will never be placed in a museum.
Abstract art in its own standing isn’t as popular as some claim it to be and even so holding a digital format is even regarded as a joke sometimes. Yet here I am, with a blog filled with poetry and my art. On sites like Threadless, redbubble, and Etsy to sell my art and using this blog to share my art and words.
It has been a difficult journey and taxing but j have grown tremendously as a writer and as an artist. I’ve truly learned what so many few acknowledge by saying that art is created to satisfy the expression of the artist not to satisfy an audience. Yet as well I know that the audience must feel what it is you are trying to convey or articulate. So then I present this to all, it is a matter of perspective.
Art is here to help us fuel our soul. It is to bring passion and to help us speak in ways that only our hearts can communicate with others. No matter what form or medium you use, keep at it. Though I may use even my phone, as I am doing now to write, it does not mean that I value one form over the other, I just am better suited to one form.
Take a new outlook and truly see art for what it is, the truest thoughts and emotions that flow from our souls. Be blessed all and learn to see the whole picture, broaden your horizons and see the whole perspective.
Being from beyond.
Unmatched form finding focus.
Coming to surface