"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you." - Walt Whitman
-Kimani Trinity Campbell -As I was about to throw another handful of popcorn into my mouth while watching my favorite show, the show was abruptly interrupted by a breaking news alert. A female news anchor's face appeared on the screen, her expression solemn and concerned."Good evening, I'm Sarah Lee and I have some breaking news for our viewers. A new casino in Clyde, Marion, has been the target of gang violence. According to eyewitnesses, the bar was burnt down by members of a notorious gang in the city. The police are investigating the incident and are warning the public to stay away from the area."My hand froze mid-air, popcorn spilling out of my grasp and onto the floor. The reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. I lived just a few blocks away from the casino and the thought of gang violence so close to home was frightening. I couldn't help but wonder if this was just the beginning of a new wave of gang activity in Clyde.As I sat on my couch, I felt the weight of the world pressing down on me. The city I once knew as a haven was now a dangerous place, filled with gang wars and terror. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart.My phone rang, breaking my thoughts of fear and danger. I glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was my best friend, Bella. I answered the call, my voice trembling."Kimi, are you okay?" Bella asked, her voice filled with concern."Yeah, I'm fine," I answered, trying to sound calm. "What about you?""I'm okay, but I'm worried about you. I saw the news about the casino, it's really dangerous out there," she said, her voice filled with fear."I know," I said, taking a deep breath. "I'm just trying to stay safe.""Listen, I want you to come stay with me for a while. Until things cool down in the city," she suggested.I stared at the empty bowl that sat on my lap, my mind running through the possibilities. On one hand, staying with Bella would give me a chance to escape the danger that was so close to home. On the other hand, I was hesitant to leave my home, my comfort zone."Bellz, I appreciate the offer, but I don't think that's a good idea," I finally said, my voice filled with uncertainty."Kimi, please. I'm not just doing this for you, I'm doing this for both of us. You'll be safe with me and we can protect each other," she pleaded, her voice growing more intense.I hesitated for a moment, taking in her words. As much as I didn't want to leave my home, I also couldn't ignore the fact that I was in danger. Finally, I made a decision."I appreciate the offer," I said softly, "but I need to stay here. I need to keep working and keep creating. It's the only thing that keeps me sane."She sighed heavily on the other end of the line. "I just worry about you. You're in a dangerous part of town, and with everything going on lately...""I'll be fine," I interrupted, trying to sound more confident than I felt. "Besides, my work has been selected for the Clyde exhibition. The judges were so impressed with my paintings, they wanted to showcase them to the entire city to see.""Oh my God, that's amazing!" Bella exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement. "My baby girl is making waves."I smiled, feeling a small spark of joy in my heart. "So, you see why I can't just pack up and leave now, Bellz. I just need to focus on getting everything ready for the exhibition. It's going to be a big deal, and I want to make sure I look sane and happy.""That's good babe."We talked for the next couple of minutes and then said our goodbyes and hung up.I turned off the television and sighed. The exhibition was going to be a huge opportunity for me, and I couldn't let fear or danger get in the way.I leaned back on the seat and turned on my phone, I couldn't help but smile as I reread the email, taking in every word.Clyde Gallary was one of the most prestigious in the city, and they wanted me. It was a dream come true.I was filled with a rush of adrenaline as I thought about the possibilities this exhibition could bring.I walked over to the window and stared out into the night sky, lost in its beauty. The stars were shining bright and twinkling like diamonds in the sky. The full moon was a brilliant white, casting a soft glow over the city below. The city was silent, and for a moment, I felt like I was the only one alive.The city was peaceful, with only the occasional sound of cars driving by or the distant hum of voices.I gazed out at the night sky, feeling the peace and beauty of the moment wash over me. It was as if the world was reminding me that, despite all the darkness and danger, there was still so much beauty to be found.The stars seemed to be calling out to me, beckoning me to come closer, to bask in their brilliance, and to let go of all my fears. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the cool night air fill my lungs. I felt at peace as if all my worries and fears were melting away.I stayed there for a long time, lost in my thoughts and the beauty of the night sky.Kimani Trinity Campbell, you're doing well.My dad would have said that."Get others to do the work for you, but always take credit." - 48 Laws of Power -Dallas Demitri Ortega -My eyes scanned the newspaper and a sense of satisfaction washed over me. Marion was now gone, burned to the ground. I was just about to pour myself another celebratory drink when my assistant, Georgia, walked in."Dallas, you've had enough," she said, taking the cup from my grasp.Georgia DeLuna and I met years ago when she was just starting as a lawyer. She had stumbled upon some information about my business, and instead of turning me in, she offered to help me clean up my act.She was smart, cunning, and had an instinct for what was right and wrong. I hired her on the spot, and she had been a valuable asset to my organization ever since. She proved to be invaluable to my organization, always keeping me one step ahead of the law and handling delicate situations with ease. Over time, our professional relationship grew into a close friendship, and I came to trust her implicitly.
"Creativity takes courage." - Henri Matisse-Kimani Trinity Campbell -The brushstroke on my skin was gentle and soft, like a caress from an old friend. Bella expertly blended and contoured, transforming my face into a work of art."So, Kimi boo," she said, her voice cheerful and warm, "are you excited about the art exhibition tonight?"I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. "I'm nervous," I admitted, looking at myself in the mirror. "There will be so many famous artists and art enthusiasts there. What if my work doesn't measure up?"Bella smiled, setting down her brush. "Don't worry, darling. Your work is amazing. The way you capture emotion in your paintings is truly unique. People will love it."I bit my lip, still not feeling entirely convinced. "But what if they don't? What if they think it's amateur or unimpressive?""Stop it, Kim," she scolded, taking my hands in hers. "You are an amazing artist, and people will see that. You're going to meet so many fascinating people
"Art is not what you see, but what you make others see." - Edgar Degas. -Kimani Trinity Campbell -I stared intensely at the canvas in front of me, the oil paint still wet and glistening in the dim light of my studio. I was lost in thought, trying to figure out what was missing from the artwork. It was a beautiful piece, depicting the city skyline at night, with the tall buildings lit up like beacons against the dark sky. Despite all the detail and care I had put into it, I could not shake the feeling that something was missing.I stood there for what felt like hours while, trying to see the painting from different angles, looking for any flaws or discrepancies. My mind was racing as I thought about all the things I had done right, and all the things I still needed to do. I had put so much of myself into this painting and was determined to make it perfect.As I stood there, I immediately realized what was missing was not just a few brush strokes or details. It was something deeper,
"Learn to keep people dependent on you." - 48 Laws of Power. - Dallas Demitri Ortega -The night was extremely cold, I could not bare the chill that seemed to seep into my bones. It was one of those nights when the wind howled and the rain beat down on the hood of my car. The sky was dark with only a few stars visible and the city was bustling with activity, oblivious to the cold night.I sat in my car, staring at Marion, the rival casino across the street. I sat there, trying to figure out what to do next.This was not just any ordinary casino, it was a symbol of betrayal, a sign that someone in my crew had gone behind my back to start a business without my knowledge.I watched as people walked in and out of the establishment, laughing and going about their business.The coldness of the night was a reflection of the anger and frustration I felt inside. I was used to having the upper hand, but now I felt like I was losing it. I had always trusted my crew, but now I was questioning ev
"You are the only one who knows yourself, your feelings, and what you need. Therefore, the opinion of others should only serve as a reference, but not as a guide." - Don Miguel Ruiz- Kimani Trinity Campbell -I was seated in my professor's office, surrounded by the mess of art supplies and completed works. The walls were cluttered with paintings, sculptures, and sketches. The room was cramped and cluttered, but it was clear that my professor loved every inch of it."Kim, I need to talk to you about your painting," my professor started, pointing at the canvas on the easel in front of us."Is something wrong with it?" I asked, feeling a knot form in my stomach."Well, it's not exactly what I was expecting," he replied, frowning. "I was hoping for something more... impactful. This painting doesn't seem to have any real emotion behind it."I sat there, feeling the weight of his words sink in. I had put so much time and effort into that painting, but it seemed to have fallen short in my
"In business, the competition will bite you if you keep running; if you stand still, they will swallow you."- Victor Kiam- Dallas Demitri Ortega -I read the proposal carefully, taking in every detail. It was a big deal, and I needed to make sure that everything was in order. The clients were looking to partner with my company, and they were offering a large sum of money in exchange for a stake in the business. I couldn't help but be intrigued."So, tell me," I said, setting down the proposal. "What makes you want to be a part of my company?"The clients looked at each other before one of them spoke up. "We've been following your business for a while now, and we're impressed by the growth and success you've achieved," he said. "We believe that our resources and expertise can bring even more success to the company, and we're eager to be a part of that.""Your art collections caught our attention," the other client added. "We believe that our connections and knowledge of the art world
"Creativity takes courage." - Henri Matisse-Kimani Trinity Campbell -The brushstroke on my skin was gentle and soft, like a caress from an old friend. Bella expertly blended and contoured, transforming my face into a work of art."So, Kimi boo," she said, her voice cheerful and warm, "are you excited about the art exhibition tonight?"I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. "I'm nervous," I admitted, looking at myself in the mirror. "There will be so many famous artists and art enthusiasts there. What if my work doesn't measure up?"Bella smiled, setting down her brush. "Don't worry, darling. Your work is amazing. The way you capture emotion in your paintings is truly unique. People will love it."I bit my lip, still not feeling entirely convinced. "But what if they don't? What if they think it's amateur or unimpressive?""Stop it, Kim," she scolded, taking my hands in hers. "You are an amazing artist, and people will see that. You're going to meet so many fascinating people
"Get others to do the work for you, but always take credit." - 48 Laws of Power -Dallas Demitri Ortega -My eyes scanned the newspaper and a sense of satisfaction washed over me. Marion was now gone, burned to the ground. I was just about to pour myself another celebratory drink when my assistant, Georgia, walked in."Dallas, you've had enough," she said, taking the cup from my grasp.Georgia DeLuna and I met years ago when she was just starting as a lawyer. She had stumbled upon some information about my business, and instead of turning me in, she offered to help me clean up my act.She was smart, cunning, and had an instinct for what was right and wrong. I hired her on the spot, and she had been a valuable asset to my organization ever since. She proved to be invaluable to my organization, always keeping me one step ahead of the law and handling delicate situations with ease. Over time, our professional relationship grew into a close friendship, and I came to trust her implicitly.
"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you." - Walt Whitman-Kimani Trinity Campbell -As I was about to throw another handful of popcorn into my mouth while watching my favorite show, the show was abruptly interrupted by a breaking news alert. A female news anchor's face appeared on the screen, her expression solemn and concerned."Good evening, I'm Sarah Lee and I have some breaking news for our viewers. A new casino in Clyde, Marion, has been the target of gang violence. According to eyewitnesses, the bar was burnt down by members of a notorious gang in the city. The police are investigating the incident and are warning the public to stay away from the area."My hand froze mid-air, popcorn spilling out of my grasp and onto the floor. The reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. I lived just a few blocks away from the casino and the thought of gang violence so close to home was frightening. I couldn't help but wonder if this was just t
"In business, the competition will bite you if you keep running; if you stand still, they will swallow you."- Victor Kiam- Dallas Demitri Ortega -I read the proposal carefully, taking in every detail. It was a big deal, and I needed to make sure that everything was in order. The clients were looking to partner with my company, and they were offering a large sum of money in exchange for a stake in the business. I couldn't help but be intrigued."So, tell me," I said, setting down the proposal. "What makes you want to be a part of my company?"The clients looked at each other before one of them spoke up. "We've been following your business for a while now, and we're impressed by the growth and success you've achieved," he said. "We believe that our resources and expertise can bring even more success to the company, and we're eager to be a part of that.""Your art collections caught our attention," the other client added. "We believe that our connections and knowledge of the art world
"You are the only one who knows yourself, your feelings, and what you need. Therefore, the opinion of others should only serve as a reference, but not as a guide." - Don Miguel Ruiz- Kimani Trinity Campbell -I was seated in my professor's office, surrounded by the mess of art supplies and completed works. The walls were cluttered with paintings, sculptures, and sketches. The room was cramped and cluttered, but it was clear that my professor loved every inch of it."Kim, I need to talk to you about your painting," my professor started, pointing at the canvas on the easel in front of us."Is something wrong with it?" I asked, feeling a knot form in my stomach."Well, it's not exactly what I was expecting," he replied, frowning. "I was hoping for something more... impactful. This painting doesn't seem to have any real emotion behind it."I sat there, feeling the weight of his words sink in. I had put so much time and effort into that painting, but it seemed to have fallen short in my
"Learn to keep people dependent on you." - 48 Laws of Power. - Dallas Demitri Ortega -The night was extremely cold, I could not bare the chill that seemed to seep into my bones. It was one of those nights when the wind howled and the rain beat down on the hood of my car. The sky was dark with only a few stars visible and the city was bustling with activity, oblivious to the cold night.I sat in my car, staring at Marion, the rival casino across the street. I sat there, trying to figure out what to do next.This was not just any ordinary casino, it was a symbol of betrayal, a sign that someone in my crew had gone behind my back to start a business without my knowledge.I watched as people walked in and out of the establishment, laughing and going about their business.The coldness of the night was a reflection of the anger and frustration I felt inside. I was used to having the upper hand, but now I felt like I was losing it. I had always trusted my crew, but now I was questioning ev
"Art is not what you see, but what you make others see." - Edgar Degas. -Kimani Trinity Campbell -I stared intensely at the canvas in front of me, the oil paint still wet and glistening in the dim light of my studio. I was lost in thought, trying to figure out what was missing from the artwork. It was a beautiful piece, depicting the city skyline at night, with the tall buildings lit up like beacons against the dark sky. Despite all the detail and care I had put into it, I could not shake the feeling that something was missing.I stood there for what felt like hours while, trying to see the painting from different angles, looking for any flaws or discrepancies. My mind was racing as I thought about all the things I had done right, and all the things I still needed to do. I had put so much of myself into this painting and was determined to make it perfect.As I stood there, I immediately realized what was missing was not just a few brush strokes or details. It was something deeper,