spark

Be the spark.

In the search of spark, we forget the beauty of darkness. We forget the purpose of the light.

The very life of any creature is a quick-fading spark in fathomless darkness.

It happened to me just this year with a beautiful boy I started hanging out with. Call me a hormonal teenager if you want, but evidently I haven__ grown out of this experience. His name, his voice, his face, his laugh - anything was enough to make my heart start beating faster. It__ the spark.

You have a spark. It is real. It is you. And right now, it is being activated. You cannot ignore the spark any longer.

I have lost my spark, I'm told, and should seek to rekindle it. _Respecting the messenger, I wonder if this is true. _I feel as if my spark endures, but having opened up to the world so bright, perhaps it no longer shines by comparison. _So, without a word, I slip back into seclusion to nurture my beautiful inner glow.

There are people we meet who have but little roles to play in our lives, who happen to be no more than a special appearance to our story.People, who influence, who possess the drift, the force whose implication leads us forward in our course of life. We might have never come across them until today and probably not hear from them tomorrow or ever after, for all that exists is this moment, a moment enough for them to fulfil their purpose that being to help us find our way and enough for us to fulfil ours that being to actually find it, reach it, accomplish it. They are the ones who bring meaning to our lives, who happen to inspire, who spark a fire that we carry with us for the rest of our days, who are but pillars of hope and sometimes sacrifice, life-changers, life-savers, catalysts.

Mom used to say that the thoughts in our heads were nothing more than electrical impulses. I remember Dad and her talking about this over dinner. It frustrated Dad that the human brain can fire electrical sparks and think, but that the electricity he__ pump into an android brain would never give it independent thought. The body isn__ that different from a machine. Humans and androids both run on electricity.That lightning spark of energy I saw in the reverie.That was my mother__ last thought, an echo of electricity, something that sparked when I entered her dreamscape.That spark is gone now. Her life is gone now. Everything that made her, her, is gone now. Faded into nothing.

Magic : when you create something from the materials around you to astound and make the audience say "Wow." Magic happens on mundane days. It happens when you least expect it. It brings a spark to our drab and monotonous days.

Spark the dreams you have with integrity and honesty. It__ gonna catch up with excellence if you make it revive in truthfulness in the midst of this world of falsehood!

I want something new. I want something I__e never seen or heard or imagined. I want a spark. I want to be ignited. I want my flesh scorched and imagination set ablaze.

When that light within begins to dim, fan the flame just enough to spark something!

One kernel is felt in a hogshead; one drop of water helps to swell the ocean; a spark of fire helps to give light to the world. None are too small, too feeble, too poor to be of service. Think of this and act.

Come, fly with me!" cried the goddess, as she sped ahead of them, her extremities flaming with a comet tail of sparks in the supernatural wind. Her bubbling voice again echoed, her laughter bounced in the crystalline void, and she flew onward, unto eternity...."Stop!" cried Elasirr. "Come back with us to the true world, O Tilirreh!"At which the orange one laughed, throwing her head back, saying, "Oh, but don__ you know this is the one true world? It is but yours that is a pale specter, that is the dying place of dwindling truth?""Then come back with us, lady," whispered Ranhé, "and restore the truth as it once was.

God is the only book that can never be touched, open and seen.

The next time that something seemingly bad happens to you, look for the divine in it. Look for the soul in the mundane, every day occurrences of your life. Look for the spark, look for the light.

Be the spark__ive light!

We need a spark to lit a fire inside us. A spark is an inspiration to make art, a fear to find courage, and a pain to provoke strength. A spark is unplanned and unexpected incident that happens in the middle of your ordinary life. After that, it leaves a fire burning in your heart. A fire to achieve, a fire that will keep you going!