Learn four new things everyday. Something about yourself. Something about the people you love. Something about the world. And something about a stranger.
I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
Friday, November 30, 2007
The Something
Learn four new things everyday. Something about yourself. Something about the people you love. Something about the world. And something about a stranger.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
The Heart
I followed you down beneath the earth, past the pipes and the steam. Down. Down. Down. Until it grew hot and light turned back, to the air. Down. Down. Down. Darkness joined us, following me, following you. Down. Down. Down. Until we reached the heart of a world that didn’t know it had one. Years later. I am not sorry I followed you. Only that I didn’t stay.
Monday, November 26, 2007
The Rise
What you're looking for can be found when the sun rises and the dew is still wet on the leaves.It is then that things are not yet set, everything is possible and promises can either be broken or kept.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
The Corridor
Walk and pick things up as you go. Nothing too heavy, nothing too light. Weigh each item against your soul and if it measures up, take it with you. If it makes you weary or it loses its significance, leave it behind for someone else to find. The Lift
The lift makes us all equals. Business men, super models, rock stars, poor people, strange people, you and me. We are all silent when confronted with each other.Then we get out on our different floors (some higher, some lower) and carry on with our lives, thankful we no longer have to deal with our own inhumanity.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
The Possible
You have eyes that see, ears that hear, a mouth that speaks and a brain that thinks.You need nothing else.
The Wondering
You can sit there thinking about it for the rest of your life. That's death.Or, you can get up and do it. That's life.
Monday, November 19, 2007
The Bloom
Blooming like a late night with fast cars and back seats. You mistook nature for human nature and didn’t even care.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
The Found
There was a time when you felt at peace. In control.You need to go back there. Find it. And bring it with you when you return.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
The Sea
Sometimes the sky looks like the sea. Sometimes the sea looks like the sky.Sometimes I am you. And sometimes.
You are me.
The Hello
The Hi-hello-how-are-you?'s. The I'm-fine-and-you?'s. The slight nod of the head. The threads that bind you to everyone else. It's coded language for a constant reassurance."I'm alive. You're alive too."
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
The Camera
You could just be a camera. A camera on two legs that films the things around it. Slowly recording the seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks and years as they pass. The Series
There are moments of such pure, sublime, unparalleled perfection that they will force you to close your eyes and hold on to them as best you can. The Day
You have been given a day. This day will be different. Because today you can do all the things you've always been afraid to do. You can feel the grass beneath your feet. See the sky overhead. The smell of fabric softener. The taste of coffee made by someone else.You can live.
Today.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
The Passenger
You always made me feel bad for asking you for a lift. Now I pick up hitchhikers wherever I go. I take them right to their door. Even the prostitutes.
The Hard
You called me over when I was young and told me you wanted to see how strong I was. I was eager to impress you so I obliged. You told me to put my hand in front of my face and try to keep it there, while you tried to pull it away. Friday, November 9, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
The Repetition
Do it once. Then do it again. The more you write, the more you paint, the more you sing, the more you dance, the more you live, the better you get. Wednesday, November 7, 2007
The Stars
I pass you everyday. Our eyes meet every now and again and we nod our mutually agreeable greeting. Safely.I'd rather sweep you off your feet. Say something. Anything. To you. Take you to the top of my building and show you the stars. Dance in the moonlight. A glass of wine.
Maybe tomorrow.
The Roof
You have a roof over your head. Food in your stomach. People who know your name and use it. A blanket. A pillow. A sun that rises and sets. Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Monday, November 5, 2007
The Beginning
All the greatest success stories start in failure. Otherwise they wouldn’t be success stories. You can make this the end. Or you can make it the beginning.
Friday, November 2, 2007
The Difference
You know the difference between good and bad, right and wrong. No matter how much the voice inside your head tries to fool you, deep down, you know how your actions will affect the universe around you. Obey the silence inside. Ignore the noise.
The Praise
The best way to be great, is to not try to be great. Do something good for someone, without seeking their thanks or their praise and you will be rewarded with a feeling from within. Which is a thousand times better than a feeling from without.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
The Finding
“Why is it so important that you find me?” you ask as we step through the forest. Sky above. Ground below. “Because you will be great. You will change the world. You will define the future and inspire generation upon generation. You are a gift to mankind.” I reply.
“Me?” You laugh.
“Yes.” I say. “You.”
The Listening.
I want to listen to you. I want to open the door. I want you to tell me your story, in your words. The books don't do it justice. 



















