There is no chance.. until you give it a chance. There is no hope.. until you wish it so. There is no love.. until your heart is opened again to the possibilities.
By Nathaniel Paul’s thoughts: “It seemed like a bit of a quick start to a conversation, but I could tell he just needed someone to talk to. After talking for a while, I felt this sense that he had that the world at large had forgotten about him. But, he had created a plan to travel the world on a train he had read about. He could work on the train and it would take him across the world. He was amidst planning his way out.”
A wrangling of innuendoes of opportunities and revelry, a very deep and conviction ridden vibe of thoughts culminate through the resonance of ‘songbird’.
A recipient of all of the highs and of the lows, the golden shield of prominence, drench in a regrettable shade of apathy and mistrust.
But what are we to do with ourselves from then on? Give up?
Nathaniel’s hopeful, cynical, bountiful mix of vision rains in those hopes of such warmth and wonder.
Because when there isn’t anything inspire, you must try and try again.
Depth in beauty from Nathaniel Paul.