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Mutiny Of The Courageous

Our brilliance staunchly shackled doused and welded to the rudder Sailing wayward bent and listing We stagger off the gangplank through the alleys and the gutters Gently broken in our sorrows Our lost tomorrows It’s not easy No, not so easy Bearing burdens of our longings without mention without question Just the echo of a

Pole Vaulting Over The Wall Of Boredom

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about why it’s sometimes so difficult to start a new painting. I’ve heard the blank canvas referred to as “The White Square of Death.” There’s something incredibly oppressive and intimidating about the blankness. It’s almost crushing. Writers feel the same thing when they stare at the blank page. You’re