Helping others become even better versions of themselves
We sit still
We sit motionlessly
We click
We type
We touch plastic
We create from behind a screen
We make nothing real
We make nothing that we can touch
We use our hands simply to tap plastic
We do it endlessly for hours
We do it without moving
Get up
Leave the screen
Leave the keyboard
Get out from the screen
Go and do something real
We were not born to be motionless
Death is motionless
Drafts waiting to be published
Like trains waiting to leave a station
Only the trains have no drivers
They have no destination
Drafts waiting to be published
Like runners in the blocks
Only the runners have no spikes
They don’t know what distance or direction to run
Drafts waiting to be published
They’ll wait
And wait
And wait
They stay there
Until we realise
Publishing is life
Drafts are just the rehearsal
Philip Dodson 