There are 2 things running within us (one of which is going extinct) The latter has been subject to and often a slave to the former: in a metaphor the first would be a rock and the second water. The first would be the mind's reaction to living as a beast among beasts, and the second would be the mind's rememberance to direct its actions thru the body where creation resides.
The thing about painting or anything else is you don't wanna be placing a bandage or a glaze or your niggling doubts on the surface of the thing, u wanna be stepping inside your mind palace to be thru the thing. I mean what is the fucking point otherwise?
This is real real which is if your parents were the smartest and most creative people u know but also shitty parents it's hard. I love those motherfuckers amd the wound is also so deep I feel like a piece of trash.
In our fucked up world (but isn't it nice u can say that here?) there are currently many many pushers and many absorbers, takers, suckers?, both of whom are operating in a seascape of oblivion. Demonizing, licking wounds and also maybe celebrating. The anxiety contained within is so massive and then but it really really is two side of a single coin.
Fr tho, i'm sure it's my fault to the degree of my magnety mag, but type A what the actual fuck? Answers for problems I never had and all of the Assertion. Jesus, give me some peace and quiet. It's enuf to make u crazy.
If u think about it, perfectionism is a mistake of the mind that lends itself to screaming and a certain sterile breathlessness. Because of course u are striving gallantly as on a horse, but if the steppin is yesses and nos, all that is really left is insanity or just really boring art.
The whole argument about are we divine are we wee leel dust motes is reconciled by knowing that we don't make the rules and that obviously to be a peeple is slower than having no flesh at all.
That people are maleable. That where you set your sights on your lover is predictive: the third way has so much to do with an elevation of thought to what is Not between man and woman. Mention Jung and go straight to the OG but honor the revelation he made that there must be a reflection within any partnership to the The, to God, it doesn't necessarily matter how you frame it, to that which is beyond your petty trifles.
Ignorance is underrated imo. If your kid isn't using the potty like they should you are doing yourself a kindness by avoiding the inclination to make a school of it. I'm just saying that many things are avoidable and easyable.
Please people, the Seinfeld and Woody Allen thing is gettin done and dusted, thank you Jesus. To survive vs to live, isn't that the crux of where we are? To survive in our period of living has had so very much to do with arbitrary rules, even if the instinct is founded in a great admixture of ourselves with the beast. The evaporation is stunning.
People do not realize how powerful their expectations of others are. Yes indeed set boundaries, Yes! Yes indeed too remember that the naratives you create are enough to drive any person into an abyss.
When I'm feeling good, my wtf-are-we-even-doing-here inner child remembers that some of what people call evil can just as accurately be called fluff and then I don't feel so scared.
I had a thought a while ago about the politics of red and blue eventually converging to purple, and lo and behold here we are! Which goes to show the future is right around the corner even when u are really feeling all alone and sort of spacey. And goes to show how different and much more interesting reality can be than a vision thank goodness. I also at that time and many others ended up grounding my findings in an obsession with the seive and the surgeon which leads only to THE WORST places!
There are many forms of inheritance of which making money is one. You can be unhappy about nepotism bc your instincts tell you the goods were proferred to one who doesn't get it. But don't forget the many who found something straight and populating within themselves and let their children grow up seeing and being within it.
That "meaning" destroys meaning. That the world has become so particulated that we are literally living in a world of contronyms. What a glorious or frightening scene depending on your leanings.
Piss on aesthetics all you want, or be a dickhead that worships ur look, but the truth is aesthetics in the helpful lens of an older sense just means to feel.