Why not?


We believe that the arts are a closed group

Easy to dream

Impossible to enter

Made of dead stars

Plus forgotten tries


The no´s are probable

They weigh the dreams of broken artists

The yes´s are a black hole

Sucking the small few

To this parallel universe of achievement


If paint reflects your imagination

If a pen echo’s your thoughts

If an instrument plays your heart

Then why are you too small?


Art is inside you

So just let your fear go

It only needs to work once

  • just my notes

(image from tumblr)


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