Gazpacho, the color red. Sometimes, words get stuck inside my head. Here, there, under, over. Words.
I need words to think but I don’t need not words. My words are not the ideas behind them. They are skeletons, shadows and paper mache models. They are a halloween costume in the middle of March.
Great people don’t start out great. They pretend to be great until they are great. To be great is to be good, and to be good is to be decent.
Great people pretend to be great until they prove their greatness. From my perspective, they are great from the start, but no. The greatness does not come…