One Question

When you've exhausted all your options and you've fallen off the path, tell me what would you look to do if the pen is all you have?

Would you completely fall to pieces like the shattering of the glass? Or would you create a new way of thinking, as if you've birthed it in the lab? Would you look toward your future and stop thinking of the past? Or would you understand the importance of preparation?

Your first chance may be your last.

Tell me. What would you do if the pen is all you have?

Beethoven wrote the greatest symphony. Edgar Allan Poe went mad. Mozart became a martyr, though his climax was so sad. Some paint pictures of pain, with wounds that never heal, as if they're picking at their scabs. You walk the road few have traveled, when the pen is all you have.

The pen summons all emotions with articulations on the pad. It puts money in your pocket, so it keeps you from living on the Ave. It shows you visions of things both clean and obscene. The pen navigates you to places within that few have ever seen. And it guides people you've never seen through your visions and dreams. Like LeBron and Harrison on your screen, you're a Witness. You're not afraid to let people into your business. You're different. Call it literary fitness. Your pen is like weights as you build mental muscles. Exercise every day and watch them swell. Only time can tell whether your pen becomes your heaven or hell.

Can you depend on your pen?

Don't pretend that your pen is all you're interested in. However, it is your longtime friend. It's something to believe in. Would you leave your pen if everything seemed to work? Would you never let it leave your side when your disappointment never subsides and your pride is hurt?

When all you have is your pen, at the end of the tunnel, you finally see the gleam. Like Malcolm and King, you dare to dream by any means, of inner-revolution, letting freedom ring---within you. Your pen will reveal truths and it will unveil lies. It will create a mirror in front of you. And the reflection leaves you surprised.

Is it a curse? Or is it a blessing? Either way, all you have is your pen.

Search for your purpose, as it hides. Count to 10. Open your eyes and let the journey begin.

Would you desert your pen only to drive a Mercedes? Or do you write solely so this life wouldn't be driving you crazy? Does your pen grow stronger when you're mad? When you're happy, your writing is silently lazy. I depend on my pen because it'll never betray me.

Would you make a mistake if the pen is all you've got?

Remember, the pen got Biggie shot because he was beefing with Pac. The questions never stop. A savior? A tormentor? What's your definition? Your pen makes it all your decision. It's speaking to you. All you have to do is listen. Like your soul, your pen is eternal. Long after you're gone, your words will forever live on. It's your devil like Taz or an inspiration like jazz. But the answer lies within you.

So once again I'll ask.

What would you look to do if the pen is all you have?

---EOB.