Fierce

Today is the kind of day to throw an entire bucket of paint at the wall and roll around in it.

Today is the kind of day to squeeze a passion fruit in my fist just to feel the juices run.

Today is the kind of day to smash a stained glass window to make new patterns on the pavement.

Today is the kind of day to cut open my own eyeball so that the other can see what is inside of it.

Today is the kind of day to holler new verses from roof tops, and imagine new ways to out run tomorrow.

Today is the kind of day where my creative energy presents itself with such urgency and aggression that if I don’t find a way to channel it into the work it will burst out the seems and start brawling in the streets.

It is days like these that make me understand why so many artists have taken their own lives, or become addicts trying to cope with the consequences of living with too much of a passion and not enough of an outlet.

It is a creativity so fierce it is enough to drive a person mad.

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