We are souls of canvass, of abstract portraits depicting our
greatest fears, our most beloved memories, our hopes, fears, and
ambitions. We paint our existence, we paint our lives with each
stroke of convicted strength, of each falter, each failure, and
with every step we take. It is an art to live, it is a splash of
color amongst a sea of white. It takes creativity. It takes
perception. It takes a willing heart to lay out your opportunities
and paint the portraits of our lives with the colors of your
dreams. We are not immovable, we are not afraid to dash the lines,
to shatter what is benevolent to make it stronger and wiser than
the latter. We are not afraid to become contrasted to our world, to
tear away the subject and transform it into a lucrative
masterpiece, where the sunrise can walk alongside the stars. Our
knowledge is infinite when demanding of an adventurous spirit, it
is as limitless as the innermost confines of our hearts and minds.
To win over art is to mold your life into a canvass. You are a
stunning work of art, the most beautiful creation known to exist.
You are imperfect in your lines, you are a masterpiece created out
of love, out of ambition, out of hopes and dreams. You replicate
the all the good in this world, the horizons in your eyes leave the
skies robbed of their most stunning sunsets, and the soul filled
with the most calming sunrise. You are as inimitable as the
contours of your hands, and as matchless as the greatest
symphonies. You are a work of art.