“If just looking could be so satisfying, why was I always striving to have things or to get things done? Certainly I had never suspected that the key to my private reality might lie in so apparently simple a skill as the ability to let the senses roam unfettered by purposes. I began to wonder…
life has a funny, yet brutal way of bringing us back to the sore spots. sometimes, they’re so well masked we didn’t know they were still doing us harm, just beneath the surface of our process of clumsily clambering for understanding and self-realization….
creativity thrives on an openness and innocence (or perhaps wilful ignorance) – a trust in the unknown and the anticipation of the unexpected – as well as a certain level of restriction, pressure, or limitation: a time constraint, a budget limit, an equipment or materials limit, inexperience, weather conditions, client preferences, mercury or mars in retrograde, etc….
get in the practice of using the truckloads of bullshit this world can provide as nothing more than fuel and fertilizer. rise above, and leave arrogance, judgement and ignorance at the door….
in, or out. why play games?
in a society rife with the cowardly and superficial, we need to get into the habit of stepping up and daring more greatly….
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