Thursday, February 20, 2020

manifested reality.


It's starting.

It's being born.

It's taking shape.

It's forming.

The process has begun.

You see it clearly.

The image is so vivid

The vison is so crisp.

You feel like  it's already done.

It's already happened in your minds eye.

You saw the ending before the beginning.

The idea sparked like a beacon.

It called out to you in the we hours of the night begging you not to forget it and to give life.


From this point on you are the Author.

The illustrator


The publisher.


The producer.


The inventor.


The creator.

The orchestrator.


The patent manager.


The CEO.

The head of the board.

You need no counsel.

Forge your own path.


It could have came to anyone.

Yet it chose you.

You are the one.

You've studied and prepared enough.

It's time for follow through and outcome.

It's already been written.


Now let it be done.

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HLH © 2/20/2020




















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