this is my journal. composed mostly of things that i wrote.
i believe that if you think you can, you can. we will all prevail. eventually.
i believe that if you think you can, you can. we will all prevail. eventually.
“The colors I saw blinded me, and I couldn’t take my eyes off them. It was a picture- nothing more, nothing less… But what it represented… Ahh, but that was the key. This is what we strive, as humans, to someday reach. The dazzling colors seemed to spin, ‘round and ‘round, like the beautiful, painted, gilded horses on a carousel. It was impossible for me to grasp. This was an all new kind of beauty. The perfect kind in all its glorious imperfection. The pristine, unattainable, untouched kind. It was the universe in all its magical glory.” -JmR
