Many are enamored by what I do, only the few who truly know me are enamored by who I am.
I have met the Angel of Death many times and looked him in the eye; made him flinched, because I refuse to die…
God is my father and Earth is my mother…I spring eternal, merely transforming each life to the next.

The Art of Writing
June 19, 2016 at 10:18 am (Poems, Quotables, Random thoughts)
Tags: art, career, Commentary, poem, Quotables, Writing
I work to eat,
I eat to live;
I live to write,
I write to inspire!
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