But to truly reach the final stage… when an unshaped piece of rock becomes a piece of pure art, it has to stand the test of time… that’s all you need actually… a simple test of pressure and time…
But then again … who can stand the test of time… who wouldn’t crack with all the changes that rock us every single moment of our lives… those cold moments… Those passionate moments… And the grey area in between … that empty space… that silence… that darkness… and a walk in the warmth in the sun …
Wouldn’t you just cry and beg for those painful strokes to stop!! Leave me be!! A simple unshaped rock… like all the rest… nothing special… nothing out of the ordinary… special is over rated some might say…
Through the wind and rain… butterflies and rainbows… Dreams and nightmares… the tender touch… and cruel lonely nights… those strokes will rock your world… will make you scream… will make you cry… and those occasional laughters… that feeling we all go through… that you’ve lost control… but to have it all… you have to go through it all… time and pressure… that’s what it takes … that’s all it takes …

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