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Thursday, October 25, 2012

Year Thirty-Six

On the eve of my 37th birthday, I find myself thinking of Year 36. 
Have I accomplished all that I desired? Am I happier this year than the last? 
Have I inspired others to follow their passions as difficult as it may seem? During Year 36 ...have I given back to the world in the amount that I believed?  Have I lived the very best life that God has to offer ...an unlimited abundance of bliss, prosperity, opportunity and love?
 Have I explored new continents, embraced unique people or relocated to an unimaginable location thousands of miles outside of my comfort? 

{I have so much more to accomplish}

{I am thankful to be alive}


{Although I expect to give more in Year 37}

{Although I expect to live more in Year 37}

No ...Yes ...Partially 

Good Bye, Sweet Year 36 

My time with you has definitely been adventurous! 
Excited, I await Magnificent Year 37 
J.R. Randle, Year Thirty-Six

Friday, October 12, 2012

Pied-à-terre Dreams

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Transported beyond my normal existence I find myself roaming free, exploring the world, my mind remaining clear.  Conceptualizing and visualizing this new world that I've become attached to ... where I now live and breathe. In movement, unable to permanently be grounded I've taken residence in NYC, Midtown to be exact. Today, I find myself positioned high up on the twenty-first floor. Embracing the city life from a writer's view: Consumed with various sounds ...pulsating, over-powering. Awakening my soul. Composing wishes with my words. I feel invigorated. Reborn. Writing from my pied a`terre window,  I've fallen in love with what surrounds me. These vivid images of inspiration I welcome within. The people ...the vehicles ...the food being sold.

I will soon be returning to Detroit as I am only here temporarily.

Transported beyond my normal existence- living the writer's life. In a dream-like state observing, creating ...still in movement unable to permanently be grounded. Amused by what's in sight.
The burst of light, the energy electrifying from the heart of the city-even in daylight. Perched in a corner from up top; I stare long and hard while engaging the vibe from the people of Times Square.

Connected, I continue to write: The characters are now in transit, no longer in plain view. I find them hiding. Blending within the NYC landscape, its many trees, and busy sidewalks. I imagine them running fiercely inside of the luminous gigantesque [Empire State] Building ...hiding from me, their creator. Although, I am human-far from a God. I am the author of their existence, sent to this place to discover dreams of imaginative creations ...and whimsical beings.

I will soon be returning to Detroit as I am only here temporarily.

Living the life as a writer, my mind has no limitations.  I can travel from place to place, worlds apart and beyond the normal scope. Unable to permanently be grounded I remain inspired to create.  While I still dream to inspire.  

J.R. Randle~ Living life, one passion at a time!