Thursday, January 26, 2012

Miller Time

“Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. there is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.”
― Henry Miller
ps-It's always been there, it's just doing it alone that scares me. You were supposed to hold my hand and help me navigate the obstacles. Now I have to jump. Leaping from the safety of my mind and into realty; a dangerous place for a dreamer, but as they say it's, "Miller Time". Now or never squire....I can't disappoint my #1 fan now can I?

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