Clap if you Believe

What happens when you stop believing in the possibility of forward motion? What becomes of you when you look around and begin to truly believe that those who "make it" have something in them that you don't possess? The "you" that is you begins to dissolve. Like the fairies in Peter Pan, you are killing something magical and true within yourself when you stop believing that you can achieve things.

One thing that I've learned when talking to "successful" people, and when hearing my heroes talk about their struggles on the podcasts I listen to, is that even the most fabled of superstars is a normal, anxious mess, who wears pyjamas and gets overworked, and frets and cries and loves like the rest of us. There will always be someone more talented than you.

So just get over it. Do what you do, and love every minute of it. Don't be afraid of the fear, stare it in the face, give it a nod, and continue on your way.

Oh, Bukowski.

Sam Dillemans - Charles Bukowski

Working Out

Van Gogh cut off his ear
gave it to a
prostitute
who flung it away in
extreme
disgust.
Van, whores don't want
ears
they want
money.
I guess that's why you were
such a great
painter: you
didn't understand
much
else.

Non-place Cyberspace

The internet has a new place in daily life. Or perhaps it is more accurate to say that the internet is a new place. A non-place cyberspace. What used to be a collection of links to simple pages has grown to what feels like an infinite web of content. Images, video, text, communication systems are interconnected and searchable, reposted endlessly and commented upon ad infinitum. We have even uploaded ourselves. Hell, I'm doing that now in the own way.

I'm letting myself be tracked, but also letting myself be known, seen, and heard. Maybe in the long term this could have a negative impact on my life, on the development of myself, on my creativity. I consume so much input that I feel that I must fulfill the transaction and post my own output, even out the table. Give and take, look and make.