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7 Sept 2015

Maybe just Maybe

Today, today is a strange day, or an excellent day, it is the day of days (this what I know it will be in 10 years time). Sometimes one colour brings along another colour and sometimes a faded colour is suddenly all bright again.

 

there is no Fading:

Fading is actually

Is actually not fading

It’s a loss of sight

A lack of looking

A lack of listening

A lack of realising

If you like a colour

You paint it

Paint it everyday

Paint with words

Paint with light

With a smile

With a tear

With a kiss

With a small thing

Fading is no more

As it is always here

Fading

Is a lack of decions

A lack of responsibility

Fading

Is not being clear

 

And today I’m about brightening up all the colours of my spectrum, old, new  and current colours, all in one task. Let pink be Pink. And let all other colours be the other colours, pink is pink and will never be green, brown or blue … and that I know today.

 

Plan:

  1. Be me
  2. Be pink
  3. Trust Pink
  4. Talk Pink
  5. Smile
  6. Life is mine
  7. Happiness
  8. Clarity for me

 

To make sense you need my head, my heart and my gut; My soul!

 

In short … wait to see what happened, will tell you tomorrow