Bilmezdim seni bu kadar çok sevdiğimi,her gece yokluğunu hissettiğimi.Özlüyorum ama kimi,derken seni özlediğimi.
Senin olmak istediğimi…
0“As the Hour Approaches, I gather my thoughts and escape to a room with the bare necessities. I transform. I enter the zone.
I Focus
I stare at blank walls until they become movie screens giving me a front-row seat to the world.
I focus
Until the earth’s high pitch sound multiplies in my ears only muffled by my thoughts. My mind superseding body I force my life to flash before my eyes again and again. Before I know it. I’m somewhere between conscious and subconscious. My universal awareness heightens.
I focus
Seeing vicariously through everyone’s eyes. I can astral project to any place, any time. Past, present, and future. Imagination challenges my reality. Creative juices start to take over. Try to tap into that divine universal source of knowledge until my art speaks as many languages as possible. Try to Broaden my Horizons and in return achieve omnipresence.
I focus
Then finally it hits me. The original idea.
I’m focused.”-Sweat the Technique
“Work, culture, liberty,—all these we need, not singly but together, not successively but together, each growing and aiding each, and all striving toward that vaster ideal that swims before the Negro people, the ideal of human brotherhood, gained through the unifying ideal of Race; the ideal of fostering and developing the traits and talents of the Negro, not in opposition to or contempt for other races, but rather in large conformity to the greater ideals of the American Republic, in order that some day on American soil two world-races may give each to each those characteristics both so sadly lack…”
-The Souls of Black Folks
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