Something so small like a tiny match can start to grow and expand into a prodigious flame. Some see horrors. Others see beauty. The influenced feel pain. I see change. Change in a sense that something beautiful can be broken down only to gain more beauty and strength. The ones that take a newly built work of art for granted are the ones that will continuously feel the burns from the abiding fires.
In movement there is life, and in change there is power. Move forward with passion.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
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