It’s January, so it is my annual time to reread The Artist’s Way. However, this summer I discovered the genius that is The War of Art, so I will be simultaneously listening to it as well. 551 more words
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This week’s blog is a note on the elasticity and, unfortunate whorishness, of our emotional states.
Depending on what you choose to do with your life, if you do give yourself a goal and purpose, there are seminal texts you must read. 1,000 more words
A middle-aged white lady sighs heavily as she walks out of my booth at a local craft fair. She turns to her friend and bemoans her fate: “I wish I was talented.” I roll my eyes so hard I can see my hindbrain and paste a smile on my face as someone else wanders into my booth. 897 more words
who are the soldiers of the poor? shouts the activist silence screams back who fights for the rich? the poor fight and die for them when the rich go to war the poor carry the fight the soldiers of the rich are many pawns on an endless board the poor has no army only an army of ideals an army of the mind ideas are peaceful history is violent
Whenever I send an idea that’s influenced me back into the world after running it through my little mental filter, there’s a voice in my head that, without fail, tells me that the idea’s already been expressed by someone more famous, more talented, more accomplished, and more worthy than I am. 377 more words