La Pursuit of Being
I will say this may travel through your eyes like a cold cup of coffee: somewhat refreshing yet strong. I usually do not revise my work heavily. I do the same with my photography. I call it something like “originality” and I am pushing it by calling anything I utter original. That is because even all wonderful, original pieces by amazing artists were imitations of something they saw, felt, smelled, or heard.
Okay, here goes.
Are you lying to yourself?
It is likely.
Do you even know your own truth?
How do we differentiate a falsehood from truth?
Recognize the hole you may be in. Tunnel holes starred in Nintendo’s Super Mario Bros for something.
All this above is rather ego-based, yes. Ego-based because all above is of a “hard-hitting mode” and to be of the spirit is never like hardball. The closest it gets to hardball is repetitive notices in nudges and increments in attempts of guidance.
How do I know this?
Past experiences and willingness towards the immense value of imagination. By all, I will dare to say, imagination is not a figment of your imagination. It is Truth wrapped into images with the effects of a deep drawl. Of course, it is easy to mistake Imagination as strictly pretend because of the things that are screened into our heads through our eyesights and ears every single day since we uttered our first cries. Things are because they were even when we change. It works like that with the general. There are traffic lights because we believe we need to control. There are bullies because there are unsung bits of Truth, happy and sad. Tie a bad knot, the rope will continue to be threaded but it will always hold that bad knot. Going back to the bad knot and untie it would suffice as a solution. Digest this metaphor and maybe one day soon we all can come together and share our Truths. Only then, we can make ourselves better and be better able to heal our mishaps done by ourselves and our ancestors. Earth is a school. There’s a reason schools actually exist here. Many things are strictly imitations. Give this a jog.
All love and bliss.
Stephanie Gasco believes in the poppy field.