I live to express my soul in all sorts of way...
I am a masterpiece... undergoing renovation not a Michaelangelo nor a Picasso but kinda strange like how it is with Van Gogh. Might be a da Vinci, who knows? Just may be as eccentric as Einstein like the square root of pi but not really as genius to an extent that I can create Phytagorean Theorems or solve Conspiracy Theories nor rival Mozart, Beethoven or yeah I don't even have a chance with Andrea Bocelli for most of the time I just let my heart out and break cycles mostly eardrums every time. On second thought let's just do some salsa to release those pent up stuff and make art out of all these craps as if we all give a fuck.
I am a work of art that is a work in progress at the same time or maybe I'm just a fool triggering muggles to speak in Slytherin's tongue exclaiming Shakespearean sonnets in complete dissonance: What, how, wherefore art thou?
Perhaps a "Vitruvian Woman?"
Oh, my dearest Kristina, dream on.
I exist to create not hate.
This beauty will launch sheeps to conquer the world craving for individuality. Athena and Aphrodite might think I'm their possible love child if only two goddesses can mate then I can pass as a demigod with all the gayness on earth and weirdness of a martian, a heart like Peter's who wouldn't wanna leave Neverland.
My dreams might still be lurking inside the Bermuda Triangle wondering when to finally walkaway or show up to stop humans from all the bad bloods they are intoxicating.
I got Katniss Everdeen's bows and arrows skilled for any kind of games with Cupid's precision to make everyone fall for causes that deserve some real kinda heart not just for Valentines.
We all got this mystery that puts us into an array, might have been really overwhelming most of the time but we do love in peace.
Looking like royalties
feasting in peasant breads
merrymaking as if we're jesters
Healing like shamans
Visioning the coming days like fortune tellers
living like soul warriors with infinite voyages
Dealing with life like masters of alchemists.
Set the sail, raise that anchor,
Think about Columbus or Tinker Bell's pixie dust...
Darling, we could be angels on earth with determination as wings we are going to fly.
Bon voyage to a never ending fields of pineapples and pies covered by hopeful twisted savage minds.
This baby girl ain't lost just kinda wandering looking for her kinda tribe.
Hungry for souls that crave for the best things in life with values that jive right through the core, logic can't even deny.
Where's the Yin to my Yang?
Ride or die, let's start creating our happily ever after.
Dreams with no boundaries.
Limitless possibilities.
The only thing that is stopping us:
The voices in our heads questioning our capabilities.
We live to drive.
We take a rest but we ain't stopping 'til we reach the ends.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit...
Yahweh, Allah, Jehovah
Vishnu, Buddha, Karma
names don't matter either you are a believer or not.
We have one faith that is for all mankind.
Clock is ticking
The wheel is turning
Hearts are yearning
Keep on thinking
Continue building
Start innovating
Evolve and strive then time to strike.
We fight with all our might
Cuz knights win battles
Cowards lose chances
Which one are you?
A diamond in the rough or just one of those semi-precious stones not built to last?
Queens don't need crowns to prove their reigns, it's the voice that thunders echoing in vast lands though it was just merely spelled out as a whisper.
Now, did you hear my incantation loud and clear?
Hush 🤫 but keep grooving.
