Think Horses

03/09/2025

Here’s the secrete: You wake up in the morning, bed-warm and sleepy, half in your dreams, half already slipping back into into reality. You have a choice. You take your dreams with you, or you forget. You surrender to the real world and all its harsh realities, or you your dreams - to live the clouds as your hair, stars as your eyes, the fabric of the universe dressing you in shimmering possibility. And if you choose the dream world, that first step down out of your bed into the colder morning chill will be a step into the rabbit hole instead. You wont feel the floorboards beneath your feet because you’ll be falling, the infinite possibilities yawning open under you, and a big, wide expanse for you to fill with your hopes.

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31/07/2025

Read 18 books so far this year and i have concluded a few things based on such and my life experiences.
1. Life responds to us based on how we happen to it.
2. None of us are special because we are all special.
3. We inevitably live the consequences of our actions and inactions.
4. We are not separate from life, just as water can not be separated from its purpose.
5. We were planted in this life like seeds germinating to become a tree, growing, reaching, stretching through eternity.
6. It is possible we are actually coming out of this life instead of the notion that we came into it.
7. We have no memories of our first sight, touch, no taste - not even of our first two years. I believe that’s when we were closest to God, and memories would have been a sin, because every moment is SACRED without comparison.
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30/07/2025

Some fews years back, i was walking through my backyard when i took note of some ants carrying a crumb of bread. In observing them i realized how skillfully they maneuvered the terrain of the 4ft log they were journeying across to get to their to their ant hill on the other side, it was a sight to behold. After about 5 minutes they finally made it, a monumental feat it was, but then it was over. There was no procrastination in their journey, it was all about the task at hand. I sat there a while longer and then started to watch things move and change around me. Birds flew by, leaves fell from the tress, flies buzzed my ears and wind caressed my skin. I was having a moment of appreciation for everything that is life and in doing so the word seemingly paused in front of me for a split second…a grinding halt. Here is what that experience taught me. Everything is happening NOW. Make haste whilst the sun shines because it will surely set on your life. Yeah i know, not the sort of thing you want to be reminded of just like bills and taxes, that’s until the government seizes and the bill collector come knocking. I’ll have to contradict myself to het my point across but bear with me, you will understand in the end. We’d like to think we have time, yes that fake unit of measurement which governs so much of our lives: birth, schooling, career, retirement and even death. What we call ‘time’ is just a method of measuring the ‘perpetual change and motion’ in the cycle of life. I know, i know, the societal conditioning is screaming *bu****it* but hear me out, lets take a walk.
All that exists is now, literally. There is no tomorrow, yesterday or even next week. Things change, cells multiply and cells die. What you remember as yesterday is a comparison of thoughts. What you think of as tomorrow is the pre-emptying of thoughts -expectations. We are conditioned to focus n time, milestones and goals all the while forgetting that NOW is the time, NOW is the goal, NOW is the milestone.
Yesterday is a memory and tomorrow is an expectation. Life is today, it is but a day. You were born today, you live today and you will die today. Everything is happening right NOW.

30/07/2025

22/07/2025

Forever in awe of people who pay attention. People who wait for you while you tie your shoes while the rest have walked away. Noticing your moments of silence when everyone else hasn’t. “This made me think of you”, noticing things you never even noticed about yourself. People who say, “text me when you get home safe”. People who make you laugh until you cry. People with genuine intentions. People who are soft when the world has given them every opportunity to turn hard. People whose actions match their words. People who make the world less chaotic. Kindred spirits. The trustworthy and honest. Good listeners. Clear communicators. People who love you for who you are. People who don’t ask you to be anything else other than yourself. People who choose you. People who stay.
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04/06/2025

I have a history of making decisions very quickly about men. I have always fallen in love fast and without measuring risks. I have a tendency not only to see the best in everyone, but to assume that everyone is emotionally capable of reaching his highest potential. I have fallen in love more times than I care to count with the highest potential of a man, rather than with the man himself, and I have hung on to the relationship for a long time (sometimes far too long) waiting for the man to ascend to his own greatness. Many times in romance I have been a victim of my own optimism.
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20/05/2025

If I could go back,
I would take all the wrong
Turns on purpose,
I would be reckless with chances
and greedy with wishes,
I would believe in more,
but trust less.
If I could go back,
I would find my fears early
and kick their asses sooner,
I would realise that eye contact
never killed anyone,
and words hurt, but silence
is what breaks hearts.
I would go back to tell myself
that I have the sky in my eyes,
the universe into my heart and
dynamite built into my bare hands.
I would tell that beautiful girl
not to ever let anyone crack
her still spine, never let anyone
slip disregard under her nail beds,
and never let anyone leave a trail
of regret under her skin and call
it a promise. I would tell her to
always remember who’s writing her story.
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09/05/2025

If you’ve ever watched the timelapse of a seed growing into a bud growing into a flower🌻 Or a ripe strawberry being overtaken by a mold 🍓or a baby growing into a child growing into an adult, then perhaps you know that continuity does not mean that something stays continuously the same, but rather continuously changes

Anger will recede into forgiveness, But that does not mean it’s a different thing altogether. Life is a series of shifts and transformations, the latest version only possible because of its predecessor.

A similar metamorphosis happens in art. The exacting days of impressionism, or cubism or surrealism, May not exist in the heyday, but they have been reimagined over and over again, Fought against in romanticized, until we scroll here, now, looking at so much art that has exploded only thanks to the timelapse of art across the ages.

Today I’m taking a moment to be grateful for the timelapse of my life, and of the art that has preceded me to get to this place, and to all the shifts that are yet to come, should i be so lucky.
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22/04/2025

Dear woman…

You are justified in your righteous expressions and your feelings are valid.
Do not let the parameters of a skewed and judgemental society define you.
You are marvelous, resilient, loud, boisterous, sweet, meek and gentle. You are everything they say you are and so much more. You’re a melange of divine aesthetics.
There is no book that begins and finishes with the same page. So write your book however you please: angry pages, sad pages, happy pages, rebellious pages but make sure they are all your pages.
This life is yours, own it, wear it, and carry it with grace.
Your very essence is godness.
Woman, even the very sun bows in reverence as it touches your skin.
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20/04/2025

I’m constantly caught between a “real”artist and being whoever I actually am….sometimes serious, sometimes fun. If you really get going in this art business you’ll notice patterns:

👉Pattern 1: The Gatekeepers. Those “serious” artists and curators who determine which art which work gets praise and recognition. They try to set the standards for “real” art and won’t hesitate in telling you.

👉Pattern 2: The Trendsetters. Those “next big thing” artists who are constantly trying to do something different for the sake of being different.

👉Pattern 3: The Content Creators. Those “productivity” artists who put out work nonstop because that’s what we’re taught we have to do to succeed.

I’ve been all these people in my career. I’ve built a wall around myself while trying to be a “serious” artist, locking myself away from what I actually wanted to be creating. I’ve attempted new techniques and ideas for the sake of being different. I’ve produced so much art at times, it all bleeds into one another.

At the end of the day, I live in service to one thing: ✨Curiosity✨

Make whatever you want, however you want, as often as you want. You might just find yourself with the most important label of them all:

Just….”Artist”

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31/03/2025

I became burdened…with useless baggage that I now want off my back. I want to uneducate myself of…worthless concepts, so that I may return to a virginal personality…to a rebirth of real intent and of real self. Then I won’t be lost in a collective whole that fits nobody because it’s made to fit everybody. Wherever I go, from the corner of my eye, I see…people moving in groups, like schools of fish… This is one of the things I fear more than anything else. I loathe collectivity. Man’s greatness and nobility consists in standing free of the mass. How he extricates himself from it is his own personal problem and private struggle

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