Awwwww it feels so refreshing to relieve myself of stuff that doesn't belong to me. I understad we are all a work in progress and I don't think accelerated learning is applicable to ones emotional intelligence - consider this as a trial run.
These last few days have been quite eye opening in terms of revealing to me that what I think and feel is valid and right. One of things that as occupied my time has been Facebook - the social networking site. The place where most self respecting people hang out for variable amounts of time. I called my time on there 'research'.
Sooo.....WELCOME TO THE SECRET GARDEN FILM PROJECT!
Here you will find weekly updates and info-bites as the project develops! So far we have...sorry, please excuse my manners, I've not yet introduced myself, let alone the project!
I am Reece Williams, a member of the writing collective Young Identity and also one of the administrators on the Secret Garden Film Project.
The Secret Garden Film Project:
I want to give you lots of energy because you are the people
who inspire me to be the best me I can be. To be honest, I only focus on you
when like an insidious pain you force me to acknowledge you, but I get a lot
from you and you really don't know because I am sure you don't actually realise
or that is not your intention.
Joystealers are people who struggle with and against life. They see people who
have the joie de vivre and it really bugs them, so consciously or
sub-consciously they set out to rip the smile off their face. They don't
This time the gestation has been over a year. So much time so many other things to do except to live on purpose. When will I learn, there is only one way, the only way, the process. It involves lots of pleasure and a little pain, I remember then I forget. Each time I say I wont but I do.
I can't see red
The flowers forget me
But I see your passion
I can't see green
Nature surpasses me
But I see your envy
I can't see blue
The sky overlooks me
But I see your sadness
I can't see black
The darkness deceives me
But I see your secrets
I can't see white
The stars shine beyond me
But I see your pureness
I can't see gold
THe sun sinks without me
But I eee your smiles