I know I’ve always been able to form very honest and sincere looking words. Actually writing them for the first time and putting myself on the page and seeing myself?
The ‘why’ that’s going to hold out for me is that if I’m not embodying this then I might as well not be here. What the fuck is the point of staying alive if I’m not going to try to make the world around me better in even a small way?
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“You talk yourself out of creation. As a kid you have the ability to create, you can make a box into a frickin’ rocket ship, but you grow out of that. I wish that I had given myself the opportunity to figure that out.”
When she says the word “intensity” in our conversation, what sparks in her eyes and over her face is no mere smile: it’s a realization and actualization of self. Kali Fontecchio is intense, and it’s incredible.
“-when I came back I thought, ‘I guess I’m gonna give this another shot.’ It took a lot of work. A lot of work. It was making the decision that instead of ignoring the fact that I have a certain brain chemistry I decided to do what I could to get better.”
In 1879, a postman Ferdinand Cheval was struck by the qualities of a random stone he tripped on while on his mail route.