Week 3 assignment

There have been many times in life were i felt like i had power most of those times have been in my dreams. But i can think of a time were the powers in my dreams transcended into the real world.  I always dreamed of being recognized for doing something but i was never the fastest or strongest. Most people who got recognized on ESPN or TV were either really athletic or good looking. I never was any of that and i felt like i would never get recognized for a talent. Until one day i realized that i had the power of writing. this was not an ordinary power but it was a power that allowed me to describe my imagination to people. It was a way to show people all the wonderful ideas and concepts i had in my head. It was a way to communicate. And on the day i realized i had this power i started writing and entering contest. Until one day my power paid off and i was recognize by the state treasurer a local bank owned and a patriots football player for the creativity i put into my essay. Finally i was able to get some recognition thanks to the power of writing a power that allows me to translate my toughs into text.

For all the good experiences i have had with my writing i have also had moments in life were i felt like i was losing my power. In times of emotional distress i have felt powerless and hopeless i have felt like my creativity and ability to write had drained out. I have also felt like i could not communicate with other people. My writing translates my thoughts better than my words can. And when my writing powers  go away i feel like a mute. I feel blind because i cannot picture the world around me without my written words dictating the image.

Harnessing my power is very important and increasing my potential to be even better can only be done by reading more. Another thing i can do is collaborate with other writers and brainstorm with them. I can meditate to reach my deepest emotions and thoughts and translate them in my writing. I can go on trips not ordinary trips but trips with sights smells colors and feelings and translate all those senses into detailed writing.

When I was a Limitless Child i could travel the galaxy
When i was a Limitless Child i could travel to mars and back to the moon and beyond
When I was a Limitless Child I had friends in mars Pluto and in undiscovered planets
When I was a Limitless Child i could go to the Sahara and to the amazon in seconds
When I was a Limitless Child I would hang out with the hulk
When I was a Limitless Child the world was not round
When I was a Limitless Child car payments did not exist
When I was a Limitless Child Wars were not fought
When I was a Limitless Child work was sleep and fun was play
When I was a Limitless Child imagination was reality