Whether you paint a thousand paintings, write a thousand poems, produce a thousand beats, sing a thousand songs...Make ten thousand more!!! And maybe, JUST MAYBE--you'll find ten from your entire catalog of work that for You--move heaven and earth.
What does that say for the rest of your creations?
Honor them-for they helped you achieve a magnificent opus of work.
They represent your Process, and without process, there is no progress. Yes--it calls for suffering, bitterness, aloneness--but it makes you ask yourself: How badly do I want this?
Commit to your Passion. Transform it into an ideal.
Fear not, for this is but a sanctuary that embraces free thought-while and IF it is still legal to Think Freely--to Express One's Self...Freely. I am but an Emissary-a conduit conveying the intimate sentiments of the Infinite.
Sit with me, and with words I shall wield worlds and realms beyond imagination; through sound pierce the boundless multiverse of creativity...
I am but a Man, a Greater Nothing, but that Nothing belies the reservoir of limitless possibility and potential festering within...Fear not, friend. Enter freely...
May sapientia et furor loquetur antiqua me ... Et dicta mea quasi gladium mali faucibus
*May the Wisdom and Fury of The Ancient Ones speak through me...And Let my words be as a sword to the throat of evil*