Mountain Peak White (OC-121)

Mountain peak white



Draw everything you truly want
Whatever the others say
This paper is yours
And you are the owner of the pencil,
It is in your hand,
You decide what to draw


When the others say:
You don't have an individuality;
Remember
You're just a little behind,
When the others have
Only painted on color on the paper,
You will fill the blank paper with
The colorful paints
And harmonize them on a
Simple blank sheet of paper,
That had nothing special


The world will ask you to
paint a white bubble
On a white paper with a white water color
Might sound like mountain
That is too steep,
You are afraid to put your first step,
And your brain can't function,
A white image is struck in your mind
Would you try?
(It might be the background of
The drawing that you're wishing for)

You might regret the aimless offer,
That the world gave you,
And the paint you waisted
But weren't you curious about
What and how it would be
And how you might have changed after?
Would you call this
That it was a loss?

There's a rule in life:
You always learn something
(And this is how you start your drawing)
After you do anything
It can be anything
Like you dropped a glass on the floor
And a piece cut your leg,
You learned that you should be
More careful when you carry a glass


Again, would you call this
That it was a loss?



Go back to color collective (middle mindz)

Where I'm From

I am from 4B pencil,
from the white canvas and colorful fabrics
I am from my Grandfather's cozy villa,
olive green leaves, white thin fur stuck on my blanket,
roughness of my grandmothers' palm through my chick,
my moms' warm voice calling my name

I am from the huge willow tree that attaches the cold lake which tickled my face,
rose Sharon, long wooden sticks that my brother used it as his secret sword,
the tall pine tree, deep red opium-puppy,
a purple olives that was always eaten by the bugs

I am from Sunday afternoon sleep,
doing laundry with the socks always inside out,
from Woojin and Sook and Keedong,
I am from the idea of forget about what bad happened and carry on,
and do what you truly want to do

From eat the vegetables evenly or else you will not see the prince,
don't lie other wise a tiger might fetch you
and take you to a deep, dark cave in the woods alone

I am from respect your parents and the adults,
you have a lot to learn from them

I am from the foggy house in Buenos Aires,
Jaewoo Kwak who was the first General in Korea
frozen grapes and boiling black tea

From my moms' old story about how she got a scar on her wrist
when she was trying to catch a frog,
the tears of my brother because the moon kept following him in the sky,
the power ranger play with my brother and I in a pool defeating
a tube from our dad

I am from the small ice-cream shop next to my school,
the the key board of my phone, texting with my friends
a quiet playground next to my house,
a bookstore filled with a sound of turning the page,
and the smell of my moms' old car.

I am from the andromeda, my heart is from the moon

I am from 2010, the most happiest time in my life that will never pass in my heart
I am from 2011, the mot depressing time in my life that I wished it will soon pass by


http://middlemindz.blogspot.com/#!/2012/05/where-im-from.html