Happy Friday.
Hashtags on the blog automatically get rendered as search links for that tag but I'm also thinking of adding additional markup to search for whatever text is within it. That would enable me to do searches without having to worry if a hashtag had been included. I just need to decide on the actual markup to use.
Following on from last night, a "Reply by email" link has been added to the end of items in the live RSS feed (not the daily feed) and the light mode comment icons replaced with less janky ones.
An artist staring at a blank canvas,
Paints all around me, unused, drying.
Their moment almost passed.
Colours mixed on a palette, every shade and hue.
Calling to me,
Crying out, longing to be placed just so.
But I cannot.
Waiting for inspiration,
For the vision to manifest, for the work to take form of its own volition.
The pictures in my minds eye are so vivid, yet so short lived.
They come and go, flashes of colour evading my grasp.
Oh to catch even just one, to hold it,
Turn and view it from every angle,
Absorb its power and grace.
Oh to capture even a fraction of its beauty,
Of its very essence.
Its life.
Still the canvas stays blank,
Intimidating, foreboding.
Accusatory.
Even the most perfect mark would sully it's immaculate form.
How can one think to improve upon this without immeasurable conceit?
I look away,
Shamed,
Guilt rising, choking, at just the suggestion.
But turning back,
About to walk away,
What is this?
Who drew this line?
This shape and colour?
Tears well, emotion overwhelms.
How can such as this emit radiance bright as a star?
Shining across time and space,
A message to the future.
A calling card dropped on the door mat of destiny,
Waiting to be discovered,
For another to take it,
Turn and view it from every angle.
Waiting for the beauty to be passed on.
For that is life.
Living forever in the dreams of eternity.
One to another.
Another to the next.
And so it goes.
It just has to start somewhere.
Why not here?
