We All Should Care

Accept the call for a deeper purpose.

I’ve been writing about Spencer Bell daily, since I “met” him, and today is no exception.
Spencer has really caused a renewal of the spark that I had for writing.
He has been an amazing inspiration, and I hope that if he were with us, it would bring a smile to his face to know that.
So, in keeping with that spirit, I’ll post a piece of my prose, and dedicate it to Spencer;an incredible writer, and a very talented young man.

If you’d like to read about Spencer, see his work, see videos, listen to his music, please go here:The Music Lives On And just as importantly, if you’d like to make a donation to help fund the research about the disease that took him from this world, please visit here: DONATE Every contribution is sincerely appreciated.

I have read Spencer’s words so many times, yet each time I do, I either happen upon a piece that I identify with, or that I finally just “get” if that makes sense.
The one I read today, that I want to post about is WHEN I PAINT (Click on the name to read it).
He talks about how he really doesn’t over think his pieces, but they make sense to HIM. I feel that way a lot, but also for me, when I’m writing, I tend to not think much at all. I let my soul do the writing, and basically what happens is a kind of beautiful magic.
Because the piece conceives and births itself.
After reading Spencer’s words, I get the odd sensation, that he felt the same way at times.
If you’d like to read more of his prose, please do! And tell a friend!
Go to THE MUSIC LIVES ON!
If you want to donate to help fund the research of the disease that took him away so young, please visit: ADRENAL CANCER RESEARCH. Any and all donations are appreciated.

[[Image courtesy of spencerbellmemorial.ning.com]]

The piece of SPENCER’S that I want to talk about today is: ADDICTIONS you can read it by clicking the name.
It’s basically talking about how he must be addicted to writing, and believe me, I know how that feels, all too well. It’s a walk that I take several times daily.
Without my words, who would I be?
Would I even exist?
Sometimes I wonder if I do exist on the same plane as everyone else,because it seems as if I can’t reach people even when it feels as if I’m shouting.
I often wonder if Spencer felt that way. Perhaps he did.
If you want to know more about Spencer, or familiarize yourself with more of his art, (and you should it’s awe inspiring) then please visit The Music Lives On, and if you can find it within your heart, and your pockets, to donate to the cause, to support the research of the disease that took his life, please go to: Adrenal Cancer Research Every donation is extremely appreciated.

If you can’t read the above image (it is a scan of his actual hand written piece, you can find it here: WE ARE ETERNAL): I’ll post the words for you below:

These words, are so true. Any pain we endure, anything we experience, no matter how bad it may feel right now, it doesn’t last forever. We aren’t defined, nor immortalized by our physical body, but by our actions,our words,the difference we make in the world, the memories that others have of us.
That is what makes us eternal.

Spencer Bell knew that very early in life. I’m saddened by his death, yet know his soul lives on. If you want to find out more about Adrenal Cancer (the disease responsible for taking Spencer Bell), then you should go to:Adrenal Cancer Research, and if you can find it in your heart, and wallet, donate to the cause.

[[image courtesy of spencerbellmemorial.ning.com]]

I know that I missed my post yesterday, but I honestly had a reason.
I went to a concert, a country music concert in all honesty, because I do have an appreciation for MOST genres. During which, the artist, actually spoke about standing up for something YOU believe in, even when nobody else does,yet be mindful of what you say, because it CAN hurt others.
Which led to my choosing this particular drawing of SPENCER’S.
I am a firm believer, that every single person who looks at a piece of art, takes away something different. Maybe it’s the vision the artist had, maybe not. In this piece, I see, and am reminded that our tongues can be deadly weapons (much like the tongue is depicted as a cobra). Our words can hurt people beyond repair, break a heart well beyond it’s ability to heal, or leaving a scar once it is healed.
So, always use your words for benevolence, or for a purpose, never intentionally to hurt someone.

You should go here SPENCER BELL to see more of his art, and you should also definitely go toADRENAL CANCER RESEARCH to donate money for Adrenal Cancer research. Make a difference.

[[image courtesy of spencerbell.memorial.ning.com]]