Magic is why I'm here....

Just be happiness now... I remind myself. The contrast between where I am, and the beauty of my magical inner world, can be great - but it's the contrast that provides the inspiration to create beauty and love where sometimes, it's feels like there isn't any. The world can feel dry and clinical, lacking in imagination...the law can feel oppressive and ...love can feel like it's being squeezed out of existence in the the never ending quest for money in this world. But art is the place where all the pieces of the jigsaw fit back together for me. I wake up in the morning to the confusion of my life...and if you knew my story...you'd know just how confusing it is...but clarity comes back when I connect with the source within that shows me the beauty and magic that was always there, waiting for me to find it... I realise I've got to pay more attention to the magic within, and less to the clamour of a world that demands attention, but gives back only more confusion.. so.. I'm losing the confusion,

and drinking a profusion of my spiritual cup of tea.

I only feel right, when I follow the light..

paint a world that's bright enough to see

....all those people bent out of shape

following the path that leads them out the gate

to an out of shape kind of fate
people bent out of shape,create

a prison out of freedom

a world of despair

but beauty is always only ever right here

even in the midst of tragedy, is everywhere