I want to choose to continue to create, even if it goes into the void. This is a stance to make everything I imagined a reality, we create because we must, we share because we want our feelings that find difficulty in being formed into words to be understood and seen and held even if only briefly. The magic is ever only instantaneous, but if you manage to capture the moment in which it exists, on the page, in the form of words, in the glimmer of light, then you’ve held the universe for as long as it will allow, and when those moments, and those precious few that linger, in the way being present only allows, time lets you take the helm and you feel the piercing joy resonate in every fiber of your being, don’t you see? It was all ever a moment, all the things you feared, that dampened and stamped out your soul, all those things that lit you up into the brightest flame set to make you burst—It wasn’t meant to last but to return, and each time demanding your attention, fully, anew. Again and again. So, Create. Create. Create. And feel it all.