when it pains, it roars, October 2nd

As inspiration, like the rain, falls down from the sky, you could wait right here for it to fall, the flood of possibilities can soak you something super, washed out like the colored load of laundry. Even then, to produce is simple, yet the ‘what’, the existence, the object permanence, is mysterious.

With so many inimitable individuals, people can prove difficult to reach. Like good housekeeping, picking up after yourself is the recommendation and the requirement alike. To lose focus, even for the sake of one photo, can spoil the whole roll. As such, this charlatan writes his efforts into existence for emphasis and support. Although duty can feel unduly difficult, it is certain destiny offers a different date.

The ability to self-sustain one’s passion is present here, that is the reason this black kid can try so hard, reflect, ponder, ruminate every effort, in order to affect the eyes of audiences abound. Too many distractions, as we all run hedonic treadmills, all eyes on pleasure. But a unique sensation, the likes of which words falter, stems from the labor input recognized. Thus, many artists can impact their lives, community, and art forms through acting. Why don’t they? This artist lacks solid proof. Enter the solution: posts will generate tokens. Tokens buy and maintain tools. Tools push pictures. Pictures push the posts. So, the marathon continues, as this black kid reaches a pace to produce at the pinnacle of his sight, emotion and resources.

When it rains, it pours. The content crashes. When it pains, it roars. The STEEM engine fueling this creative’s projects. Let the photos speak for themselves, but I’ll say there are more coming. Much remains…