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Notes by B. T. Lane, in chronological orderNotes by B. T. Lane
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Fathers and Sons

Armin van Buuren

(from Piano Album)

I love this. It is the kind of music I play when in my writing space.
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If you don't like graffiti, look away like you do for genocide.

Unknown
They deem me mad because I will not sell my days for gold; and I deem them mad because they think my days have a price.

Kahlil Gibran, Sand and Foam
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Every bombed village is my hometown.

James Baldwin

And every dead child is my child.
Every grieving mother is my mother.
Every crying father is my father.
Every home turned to rubble is the home I grew up in.
Every brother carrying the remains of his brother across borders is my brother.
Every sister waiting for a sister who will never come home is my sister.
Every one of these people are ours,
Just like we are theirs.
We belong to them, and they belong to us.

Attributed to James Baldwin
The most dangerous thing you can do as a creative "in these times" is to think for yourself. The second most dangerous thing is to say it out loud.

Lois Mac
Isn’t it strange that we’ve been taught to fear “witches” and not the people who were burning them alive?

Unknown
i’m healed enough to close the door, old enough to throw away the keys, but human enough to look back at it and just wonder sometimes.

jericho
I was never sure which of us closed the door although I think it might have been me, but it sounded like she told me to.

I know all the reasons it had to be done and still, sometimes I call upon her like a ghost.
“How did you get into writing?”

I had too much to say and was running out of storage in my mind.

Unknown
I chose to write because I made a decision to share with other people the trials and tribulations that I've gone through in life. I genuinely feel that I can help others deal with the circumstances in life that continue to drag us down. We can't give up. Don't be afraid. It is good therapy. I have a creative imagination and am not afraid to share it.
If grief is the price we pay for love, I'd pay this debt for the rest of my life just to have known you for five minutes.

Unknown
don’t try to change someone

create a medium so that person can change naturally

Unknown
When the whole world is running towards a cliff, he who is running in the opposite direction appears to have lost his mind.

C.S. Lewis
I still don’t understand how we were given rivers, fruit, sunlight, trees, and the sea… and some people looked at all that and said, “nah, let’s choose debt, stress, poverty, concrete buildings, and war instead.

Karim Wafa
The weird thing about AI is not that it can imitate thought. The weird thing is how quickly people hand over attention, authority, and imagination the second a machine sounds confident. That should concern more people than it does.

Philip Ryan Deal
There's no chemical solution to a spiritual problem.

Unknown
Very true!
We’re not taught how to hold grief, so we falsely believe it is the heaviest thing in the world we can carry.

That isn’t true. It’s only true when we have to carry it alone.

Megan Falley
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