Open up the arts,

In whichever way it starts,

It’s all action.

Display to yourself the extraordinary,

Display to others the unordinary,

It’s all perception.

Finding a practice which one enjoys,

Can be a practice which rarely employs,

It all depends.

Now, one can change such things,

Focus on expression so it rings,

It’s all soul gripping.

A calling from crying, in the here,

And now, it could all be your fear,

It’s all ourselves.

Looking at the past and the now, things can operate differently in the other nows, as they will and may always, but we have power within the palm of our hands, whether it be the next place we walk to or the next place we are spoken of, it’s all within our ability, it’s now down to ones’ actions and reactions, shaping the moment, as many-a things are interconnected, it seems. Truth can be found when self-governing and through self-expression.

Trusting your neighbours essence is difficult at times, but what is their why? That can determine their what and then their how. In any order possibly, but things move in certain orders at times, figuring things out can be as simple as asking questions and discussing possibilities.

Painters Mission.

As Picazzo.

Thank you.

Written by Demy Joseph.

Thank you.

#NoteToDemy: Keep going until you drop, but remember to take pauses and embrace each moment, no matter the brilliance or the chaos as our brothers have stated prior, many continents will come, develop yourself and do not hold back unless you believe it best to be so within a moment.