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Artists Who Stare

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  Artists who Stare into their Creative Self Vignette There is a reckoning in the soul of every artist. It begins as a tremor, a flicker of light, almost imperceptible, yet relentless in hunger. That precise moment when the artist is alone, silhouetted against the radiance of an internal inferno and stares unflinchingly into their creative self. They dwell in the space between inspiration and doubt, bathed in the glow of possibilities and tormented by the fear of mediocrity. To exceed the ordinary, the artist knows, is both a blessing and a curse. Each touch, each word, each act of creation becomes a paradox: an offering to eternity but rooted in the fleeting frailty of the present. What if they fail? What if the light within, so achingly bright, burns them to ash rather than illuminating their path? The act of creation is no longer a choice; it has become a necessity. There is no turning back. Like a lone figure before the furnace of their own making, the artist surrenders to the ...

Celeste All Dreams Prelude 1


To see
All her dreams
Her darkened dreams
Her emergence from darkness
In darkness alone and awake

Once we were gods
Reflecting in the mirrors of imaginary time
A warrior woman to protect us
Of angelic intent

Knowing of past tears and flame
A woman of the cross
Grieving in choice and loss

Her persona
Her persona observed
By three faces
Whom who sees all ocean waves











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