A sort of wild change of pace now though,
I think maybe, I just made it fun, maybe… I’m more confident.
Or, I’m just loving art again. Feels like others come around to it too, more often now!!
It’s almost as if I’m so dissonant to it because I come from a different time, maybe I’m even wrong!! All still though, short form video & content… HURT ME, to me. Even any sort of ‘promotion’
“It makes me feel like the unbelievable fraud I more often relate to as I may be ‘Above’ the things needed to engage in for your artistic visions to be seen, let alone noticed.
So, I do hate to admit this.
It really tugs at my ego.
The one that I, so righteously cling to.
Not 'knowing' I'm right but, 'hoping' I am. Each time...
A lot of the times, I am right!! The ego wins in that way, and thus begins the cyclical reinforcement of dopamine highs...the ones we all crave time to time.
And you know what?
That was a good time there.
What came out, was this...sort of, nihilism?
That I, myself... would retreat backwards too.
'If I was Wrong, my whole would crumble about too, right?'
The classic of,
being able to compare one another in such harsh ways.
But in the areas where we could *really* come so close to one another, if we would...
Find our differences aren't too 'big'—
As our love tends to be the great way we ALL know how empathize w/!
To exist in a place, where we can not only thrive off the 'wonder', in how we 'Can't' but just... embrace it. Love?
The metal rod in each of our hearts, from the collateral of wars we not only know, but have never lived through, without wither.
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But to end candidly about love:
Talk...speak. More than you know how.
The state of meticulousness is not a past, present, or future thought.
Our best self is knowledge though,
And never stop at you, go find 'it' (yourself, mayhaps?)
With love,
"But knowing the people around us, even those we may feel innate intimidation around. For skill, for talent, or for sheer grace.
We are all the same, and because of that, I know, at least the little bit of love I can spare…works.
I make sure I do.
You, the same?
They'll be a tomorrow for it, anyways.
In your time though,
Love u for it. Just make sure it's yours!!!