The pen is a beautiful weapon for a mastermind.
As I sit, I write, I create, I contemplate, I edit, critique, think, rethink, formulate, meditate, focus, and make sure my pen is always filled with ink.
The pen is a beautiful weapon for a mastermind. A lyrical genuis, a future author writing her own destiny. Creating a path with beautiful, melodious words in her heart. Sculpted, molded, shaped, and then framed into the brain. Later, put on display for the world to see.
Weapons of mass reconstruction exploding with energy, blatant positivity on each and every line.
The pen is used in so many different ways. Foolish as well as wise, but I choose to use it profoundly, prophectically, unapologetically for the rest of my days.