“It’s like catching a glimpse through a kaleidoscope or prism – a snapshot of a part of your being that only you know about, only you have ever spied, yet never quite believed, and suddenly there it is being refracted back at you in full technicolour. She sees you. All of you, and displays an incredibly alluring mirror of a hundred and one possibilities all naked in their honesty. Every single one of which you are capable of. The flight which begins as inspiration is effortlessly translated into a kind of hard currency beyond your wildest dreams. There’s fear here too though, in this place, a mantle fashioned from threads of failure and imagined fraud.
Slough it off and run. Write. Paint. Fly. Expand. Be.
You are more than a sum of facts.
Your muse sees this and decrees this.” –
The Cloud.

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