Contemplating what to put in her next video.
One idea was to show her technical skills and build a waterjet.
Now that would be cool, and she could use it for other projects.
Though it would also be expensive, and she didn’t have a sponsor.
Eyeing choice two, she wondered if making a box kite out of thrift store clothing would get enough views.
Neither idea was bad, but which should she do?
That’s when she decided to come up with the craziest way to choose and do a video on that!
Making things usually left his desk a little cluttered, and he loved to make stuff
Everything started within reach, but by the end, some of creative debris was in the other room
Someday he would learn to put everything back in its place when he was done with it
Still, he thought of his whole experience in terms of his need to be creative, not that the output was a chaotic…
Focusing on falling and missing the ground
Little Johnny jumped into the air
Yet gravity had other ideas
Putting more things on the other things
It kept getting taller and taller
Letting him get more and more excited
Except when it all came crashing down and down when Mom came in
Eveline felt the ground beneath her feet crumble
Removing what firm standing she had in this reality
Other worlds flashed before her falling eyes
Diminishing into dots as she sped by, but she thought she still heard her friends somehow
Everyone was concerned when Eveline went catatonic again. It was so tragic.
Carnage had been prophesied since the day of her birth
Obliterate the evil, or else she would fail, and the world would burn
Many people tried to guide her, their interests, they felt, were the same as hers
Pulling her six different ways at once, she ended up pitting them against each other
Letting their division give her the room to find her own way
Everything was going well. The darkness was beaten back.
The final battle took place, and in the end, she was victorious
Everyone’s cheers turned to screams when she didn’t stop and began attacking them
Be there for each other
Remember, you will someday not be here
And what you do and who you help will be all you leave
Verify that legacy is the one you want to represent you
Even if some say you’re weak, show them that weakness can be strength. Be…
Realizing there are times when you are broken inside
Everything just rattles around and you feel the stabbing of the sharp pieces
Putting that back together would be difficult if not impossible
Leaving what would be left is an incomplete you
As some of the parts would be lost or the edges rounded to leave gaps
Covered with tape and superglue. Looking in the mirror you don’t recognize your own soul
Embrace a new chance, a new hope, a new you and let the rubble be recycled
Digits scattered around in a ritualistic circle
It spun and clicked as it began its spell
And soon there were disembodied voices talking from the other side
Listen close and you might hear grandma
Watch the way the world unfolds around you.
One thing leading to another in a vast circle of reality.
Notice how each piece is interlinked with so many other pieces.
Down to the knowledge that a star had to die to create the matter that makes you.
Ever sit there and just contemplate all that?
Realize that that feeling of awe is as normal as breathing, that you are a …
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