Sticking my head outside my window has now become synonymous with looking through a kaleidoscope.
Why?
Same wonderment.
Be it a melting pot of aesthetically-appealing shades of purples, pinks, blues, oranges at sunset; or twinkling stars that blink and shine so vividly, so that they are a spectacle I can witness without any synthetic enhancements i.e. eyeglasses, contact lenses, at 2 AM: it's all f'amazingly pretty.
The act of opening my bedroom window / is like opening up a new perspective; refreshing; recharging.
Let fresh air come in / Let new ideas be constructed
Allow potential parasitic elements to escape your 4-walled haven / Filter your mind with everything that is not proving to assist in improvement of any kind
---We interrupt this philosophical and brilliantly insightful insight to allow for a short commentary from the author of such musings---
Oh hello, there, lads and lasses! Just practicing being poetic. Gotta rev up for Creative Writing this coming semester.
What? You hath thought t'is was truly profound? Verily, thou hast been proven wrong.
→ poetry, global social justice, eccentric sartorial endeavors. . .
5 comments:
that was pretty awesome to read (minus the rude interruption) lol
:P happy new year by the way
I do that quite a lot, it gives me a break from the monotony of the world. Looking at the stars outside is soo beautiful. Your blog is truly inspirring. I really like this post, (before it was interrupted lol!)
You're a natural so I wouldn't worry if I were you =)
Btw, I'm hosting a 30 Day Photo Challenge as my giveaway competition. Something I thought'd you'd be interested in so I had to tell ya!
Your writing never fail to crack me up.
And along the same theme of your post, I'm sure the creative writing class would be a 'breeze' for you. :)
Hope you dont mind that i've included you on my blogroll.
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