How does one fully understand the power of it? How does one learn to stand back and admire its strength without getting too close? How does one learn to contain it without containing its freedom? It is passion. It is beauty. It is what makes us all want to live for tomorrow. It is subtle. It is dangerous when out of control. It is serene. It is cruel. It is warmth. It is a tool for nourishment. Sometimes all I can do is watch it and realize the only control I have is to let it be what it is. Sometimes all I can do is understand the desire inside me replicates the need for oxygen to burn. Sometimes I can envision the swaying of its power nestled inside my ribcage when I create. Sometimes the burn is the very thing that makes me feel alive and leaves me wanting more.
4.26.2008
Fire.
How does one fully understand the power of it? How does one learn to stand back and admire its strength without getting too close? How does one learn to contain it without containing its freedom? It is passion. It is beauty. It is what makes us all want to live for tomorrow. It is subtle. It is dangerous when out of control. It is serene. It is cruel. It is warmth. It is a tool for nourishment. Sometimes all I can do is watch it and realize the only control I have is to let it be what it is. Sometimes all I can do is understand the desire inside me replicates the need for oxygen to burn. Sometimes I can envision the swaying of its power nestled inside my ribcage when I create. Sometimes the burn is the very thing that makes me feel alive and leaves me wanting more.
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It is also completely primal---something from way back (maybe even beyond instinct). We respond to, and always are searching for that warmth, that familial glow, for it means safety from whatever is out there just beyond the campfire's light---
As for creativety burning inside of us, yeah, that describes it pretty well, I'd say---
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