Bold muse, no map—
I write chaos on purpose,
then call it art

Intuition – John Lennon

A gut feeling hums in quiet air,
a door where doubts grow thin.
I follow music—step by step—
toward what my heart intends.

Not just a flicker, not just fire,
but choosing light to keep:
let instincts turn to inner vows,
and let my “why” be deep.

Intentions – Twenty One Pilots