2015 for me has been instant creative ejaculation. Explosive creative energy at every thought. Every action. Every emotion.
My book is moving along at such a pace that now completing it this year seems so realistic that it becomes a drive on its own.
A life long dream to be a writer. Though I have been writing my whole life.
It is only now that I place an official stamp or label or whatever you want to call it. Putting not only myself out there but testing my “talent”.
Only two options
Do and get done.
As I let my mind flow through my finger tips as I walk down the ultimate journey of memory lane. I stop and think of all the people I have met. All the friends I’ve made, I’ve lost and I’ve forgotten.
I think about the adventures. The success , the uphill climbs and the fast down hill falls.
I think about each person that fills the pages of my book. The pages of my fantasies come true.
The amazing personalities , the perfected moments and the hating bastards.
I laugh to myself when I think the ones who did me wrong were the ones that gave me the best gift in life. Free filled pages
Effortless romantic literature poetic pornography.
With no way to lose you can only gain.
When you stop and think of your life as a movie , you thrive to make an ending that will leave all speechless,hopeful and inspired.
This is my life , these are my dreams and this will be my legacy.
“I touched her leg… And death smiled”
2015 is the year I can’t stop to look back even if I wanted to.
The human eyes aren’t made to look that far back.