Play around. Dive into absurdity and write. Take chances. You will succeed if you are fearless of failure.

We shouldn't forget that the universe moves with us, is at our back with everything we do.

Too often we take notes on writing, we think about writing but never do it. I want you to walk into the heart of the storm, written words dripping off hair, eyelids, hanging from hands.

The aim is to burn through to first thoughts, to the place where energy is unobstructed by social politeness or the internal censor, to the place where you are writing what you mind actually sees and feels, not what it thinks it should see or feel.

Can we walk that thin line between constant change and continuation? And in the middle of this flux, feel gratitude but not hold on? Gratitude greases the joints to let us let go, and at the same time to stop and realize we received something. Gratitude is the most developed and mature of human emotions.

Shut up and write anyway. Don't use anything as an excuse.

Finally, one just has to shut up, sit down, and write.