If the possible is seen only from what has been, then there is little point in dreaming.
However, we are gifted the impossible. We close our eyes to dream – to see the impossible: blind to the influence of others, enraptured by our wild artistic musings, caressed with grace, and reach beyond our longest stretch.
For me, I would rather be open to what is blindly impossible than see clearly the possibilities based upon my failures and successes in the past. For in my unknown future waits quietly a blank staff, an empty canvas, a mystery so enticingly rich, so sweetly beguiling, so mercifully tender that it makes my past seem almost impossible unto itself.
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