For the Future After the Split

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If you could hear my voice

You’d know

That every sentence

Is another line

In another stanza

About the dispersed

Flakes of beauty

In human suffering

For love is the

Past tense of hurt

And past was once present’s

Future,

And despite therapists,

Broken hearted epiphanies

It does get better.

Despite all of the self-inflicted pain

And the fallen heroes

Dying at their own hand

For the future after the split

The spilt blood is human

                                Is beautiful

It’s a shame, but the eggs

Are spawned and now

It’s time for mom to go.

Destruction is as unknown

As the phoenix from the ashes,

As the future of the plastic

People after the credits roll

Drawing the Sweat from his Brow

It always amazes me the way a person can pick up a passion and never set it down. I too try to keep aplicado under my breath at all times. At the end of the day, if you go to work but don’t pursue your passion, it’s like you’re living for someone else.

From a man who works for himself.

 

Urban sketcher Hugo Costa posts a fresh drawing each day — a habit he’s kept up since October 2010. Here, he sketches Calle de la Paz in Valencia, Spain.

via A Fresh Drawing Every Day — Discover

It always amazes me the way a person can pick up a passion and never set it down. I too try to keep aplicado under my breath at all times. At the end of the day, if you go to work but don’t pursue your passion, it’s like you’re living for someone else.

From a man who works for himself.