I was chatting with someone the other day. They told me that they believed that they had a creative personality.
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When Christmas Is A Sad Place To Be
Most of us would like to think that we can identify with the traditions, the ideals, of the holiday season. To think of others before ourselves, to be kind, understanding and generous.
A Slice Of Life
I had reason to stop and pause on Saturday.
Just for a moment.
Moments When You Identify With (Street) Art
And you may ask yourself, is there a point? Is there a reason?
To Pique Or To Poke, That Is The Question
Voices, chatter, indistinct but incessant, through insulated walls and slightly open windows. Murmurs and laughter with synchronised bass line accompaniment.
So Where, Exactly, Did These Words Come From?
I wonder at times if we are still able to think for ourselves? Or does every thought, every appealing idea that we develop and nurture, come ready packed and generated elsewhere?
Why Can't I Be You?
My desire to be creative is always strong.
Beauty Is A Choice
If it's a beautiful day but someone tells you it’s not, is it still a beautiful day?
Those That Follow The Herd Will Never Save The World
It’s true.
And most people know it.
To follow the herd is a cop out.
Value Your Mental Health, Please
Life has been tough lately, for all of us.
Just watch the news (don't really, please, value your mental health instead) or even read some of my previous blog posts.
The Slow, Inevitable Creep Towards Invisibility
I am invisible these days.
It was inevitable, really, I’ve felt it happening for such a very long time.
Black Lives Matter Because All Lives Matter
Such a powerful statement. And such a sad reflection of our modern society that we not only have to remind people of this but also defend and justify the need to say it.
The Fake And The Greedy Being Fake And Greedy
Being yourself, being true and authentic, in a fake and greedy world.
Well, that’s a challenge for most of us, right? What feels honest and true to me will no doubt feel like little more than a cry for help to others.
Boom. And There It Is.
And it almost passed me by, what with filling my head with things that ultimately mean little and placing obstacles, finding obstacles, and allowing them to stop me.
No, Really, You Can Go Outside Now
It's as if we have been hidden away for such a long time and, now that the door had been unlocked and left open, people are too scared to step outside again.
How Refreshing, How Beautiful Even
So how refreshing, how beautiful even, to spend some time with those that choose to be different.
It's Like The Spotlight Is Pointing Elsewhere But No-One Is Looking
At first you probably won’t notice and that’s ok.
And In Our New Era Of Living More Respectfully
The language of her body told me everything I needed to know.
Todays Headlines, Tomorrows Chip Paper
The posters of hate and division on the wall were fading and starting to peel.
When I Look At Street Furniture
Sometimes, from a certain angle, people look no different to lampposts and bollards.