The thunder rolls and the rain whips against your windows.
Lightning jars the peaceful darkness.
It demands that you take notice.
Quick there it is, it’s fleeting, enjoy the spectacle.
The thunder is your ego and the lightning the truth of your own heart.
The lightning is the origin, the thunder simply an after effect.
What is art?
Art is what you do when you stop trying.
Art is what you do when you love what you do.
Art is the ability to do something well naturally.
Art rhymes with heart, that’s no coincidence.
Art is not life, it is a dance in the rhythm of life.
Art lifts your mind up into you heart.
Art is the result of thousands of hours of non-artwork.
An artist does art because he believes he can.
An artist is an interpreter of life… that makes you an artist.
An artist is a philosopher lost for words.
An artist paints patterns that fool the brain into recognising them.
An artist sees the real world and reinvents it.
Art is a diamond on your wall.
If you love it, it should be in your life.
If a painting sings to you, take it home and love it.
When you buy something you love, you make your life richer.
Money is mere peanuts when it is exchanged for art.
Your dreams cannot become a reality because your mind is too narrow to truly believe in them.
Your imagination has been shut down to the size of a pea, when it used to be as big as the world.
Society trained you to forget how big you are.
Now you are too embarrassed to remember, in case they laugh at you.
You are a weirdo, an odd bod, a stranger even to yourself.
Get used to the idea, play with it and live a better life.
Strength does not lie in forcing or pushing.
Your infinite heart is not aggressive or heavy handed.
It is subtle and silent.
It takes advantage of situations rather than upsetting them.
It moulds from what it has, unlike humanity that makes and takes whatever it wants.
Trust your intuition to find a natural way for you, regardless of what your problem is.
You will have days of sunshine,
You will have days of sunshine, where happiness floods your heart.
You will witness beautiful acts of kindness and they will lift your heart to the sky.
You will feel genuine love many, many times in your life.
Remember these moments because even though it may rain a little sometimes, there are many, many more sun shining days to come.
Look around and make sure that you are not living a dream that you dreamt.
You may be overlooking your success.
It’s easy to let your mind wander off, seeking some new tasty desire, before you have properly digested and enjoyed what you already have.
You may be standing in a river thirsting for water.
The reason you can’t hear your intuition, is that you will not listen.
You prefer to immerse yourself in the meaningless hubbub of frantic life.
Get into the habit of silence and you will hear a lot more.
There is a silent strength pulsing beneath your confusion.
It’s calling you, even now.
It’s your own intuition.
It is your infinite heart.
You have forgotten what you are.
What’s so good about normal?
Take the odd path.
Make the weird choice.
Select the less obvious way.
Get off the straight and narrow.
Don’t believe what you see and hear.
Make up your own mind.
Face the facts, you are a weirdo.
Now start acting like one and get on with it!
Anyway, what’s so good about being normal?
There are things you feel bad about in your past, that’s normal.
There are things you regret having said, that’s normal.
There are mistakes you made, deliberate and honest, that’s normal.
Everything you do or have done is normal, so why make a big deal about it?
You are as free as your thoughts.
Let loose your old and useless regrets.
Most of your life is no big deal and never will be.
Trouble is, if you ever did break reality and figured it all out, you’d have to go into hiding so that they didn’t shut you down.
People will do anything to protect their foundational beliefs, no matter how self-destructive they are.
The whole of society is built upon submission.
If you are not willing to play that game, sorry you’ll have to leave.
The constant lure of the new horizon,
The imagining of the fantastic possibilities that could be over the next hill,
These things urge you to always go forward, to investigate more.
The hidden drive to find your way back home never ceases its push.
The hidden drive is the urge to know your own self.
It is the urge to remember.
It is not difficult, but the path is in your heart, not in the hills.
Your emotions blanket the visions from
They are like fingernails down a blackboard.
They are like the screeching of an iron wheel
on a steel track.
They are like high beam on an approaching car.
You cannot concentrate on anything else.
Your emotions blind you to your hearts treasures.
Stop for a moment and calm your mind.
Listen to your heart.
Pray to the god of money or the god of power or any god you desire but be warned, their promises are false and their words are hollow.
You have no need to beg for help or to pray for guidance or to seek healing and health.
That is not the way it works.
Those attitudes only make it worse for you.
You alone hold the power for your life in your own heart, ask it.
The dark is not a thing to fear, it is the doorway to your infinite heart, a place of peace and serenity.
It’s back to front to what you’ve been taught.
The darkness of your infinite self is delicious and alluring like a hot chocolate on a cold night.
The blackness is the thing to avoid or ignore, that is very different, that is what rules this world.