Artsy Fartsy.

  Most of us have spent an undesirable amount of time beyond the ghostly grey
mattered bars of our own devise, years struggling in isolation within our inner
space, our own fantastic voyage inside, attempting to break free of stagnant
clots and old patterns to eventually launch our world of creativity before the
final hemorrhage life has to offer. That may sound bleak as fuck, but as it
turns out we all struggle. We each struggle to listen to and use our own unique
universal divine voice, instead we welcome comfortable distractions a midst the omnipresent
white noise always asserting itself, bidding our time until we realize our
dreams and become one, until we feel there’s something to have won. A race, the
great race, the rat race, a race against time, anyway you slice it, where do
you line up? Who are the contenders? Where are you headed? What are you
competing against? How do you engage yourself?

  Most of my adult life I have been informed the same declarative question
time and time again, “You’re an artist aren’t you? I can tell.” Some go on to
indulge that being an artist separates you from others that an artist’s mind is
different from that of a non-artist. Whatever the fuck that is, in my opinion every
being is art. I usually smile and cordially let them know between working full
time and being a single mom I just don’t have as much time to produce art, but
I hope to find time someday. That is when the unsolicited pressure and non-sequitur
stress application is usually applied, “No, there is no such thing as someday,
there is only the present. It’s now or never.” Well then, apparently I am no
artist, for I do not feel the need to apply or be inducted into some elite club with
such rules and time constraints. After having many discussions with others I would
consider my peers I have come up with a solution and new answer to the perpetual
question; “Are you an artist?” Yes, I am an expressive artist! Everything I do
is art. I am art, I will share it. I am a light, I will use it. I have a voice,
I will amplify it. I am truth, and I am full of it. And I implore you all to
feel the same about your own damn self! The effect you have on others affect
and transform the world. If that’s not art, I don’t know what is. Like it or
not, we are all in this together. The nature of things connects us all on this plane. Any race is purely figment. You have all that
you need to make up your own dreams to be procured, processed, refined, recycled, used, tormented, desired, realized, renewed, whatever the endeavor of
your life, just have a little bit of faith in yourself and it will happen in
due time if you tune in and use the limitless power within, for it is what you, and you alone make of it.

One thought on “Artsy Fartsy.”

  1. Great response!! “Are you an artist?” Yes, I am an expressive artist! Everything I do is art. I am art, I will share it. I am a light, I will use it. I have a voice, I will amplify it. I am truth, and I am full of it. And I implore you all to feel the same about your own damn self! The effect you have on others affect and transform the world. If that’s not art, I don’t know what is.

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