Do it,
I have thought for most of my life,
I love it,
But in its dreamy smoke of passion and imagination it becomes.....
I picture me being someone,
Important,
Have all the money in the world,
wait...
Not moral enough,
so then I envision a deeper meaning of what I want to be,
I want to be creating art I love,
Art I am proud of,
Art that will restore my spiritual faith in the world......
Fake,
It all becomes fake until my hands feel the process,
A new way to see this is,
Be real,
Think Do,
Maybe don't think,
I will trust my self to respond accordingly,
Without the hindrance of my younger brother,
But maybe with his guidance,
Mind is not me,
To free me,
I must free my mind,
To free my mind I must not make every decision from it,
Trust me
Be me
Just do it
The mind