The Mind That Knows Itself Has a Mind to Serve the Other
I always just give some sort of thought dump. Maybe I should start posting stories on here. I have some snippets for story ideas. I could develop them, maybe.
A lot of my artistic process is a struggle between the abstract and the concrete. Do I mean to tell stories? Do I mean to convey feeling? Can there be a true balance between the two? The ultimate goal is something that I am proud of that says something about me. It must be possible to share it with others.
As with all things in my life, my ego gets in the way. But doesn't all art necessarily depend on the ego of the creator? I don't really know, but I could stand to downsize it. I'm obsessed with how the art will be perceived, when perhaps I should be obsessed more with creating the art itself. It's kind of crippling, but it's a crisis I have to go through, I think. Maybe I'll come out with some good answers.
That dilemma aside, nobody really goes on facebook anymore, so I can more or less talk about my girl situation openly. There is a girl I'm interested in at the moment. I guess we'll see where it goes. We've gone on the one date, and she seems really cool. I didn't necessarily feel anything big, but I don't know if I'm supposed to.
I have the tremendous disadvantage (or perhaps it's an advantage) that my first real romance was 100% love at first sight. Is this what it will always be for me in the future? I don't know. With absolutely no disrespect to any other person in my life, nothing has made me feel like I did back then. It definitely bothers me. I wonder if I've been totally ruined for the rest of my life. Was the intensity just the hormones, or was it the relationship, or was it the drastic changes in my life? I think I ask too many questions with not nearly enough answers.
Well, if you've managed to make it through all of that, then I'm happy to know that you are at least curious enough for gossip or that you're a good friend. I'm curious as to how many of you still read your friends page. I know a few of you still post on your journals. So, if you're here reading this, even if you have nothing to say, drop me a comment just so I can get an idea of who's still on here.
A lot of my artistic process is a struggle between the abstract and the concrete. Do I mean to tell stories? Do I mean to convey feeling? Can there be a true balance between the two? The ultimate goal is something that I am proud of that says something about me. It must be possible to share it with others.
As with all things in my life, my ego gets in the way. But doesn't all art necessarily depend on the ego of the creator? I don't really know, but I could stand to downsize it. I'm obsessed with how the art will be perceived, when perhaps I should be obsessed more with creating the art itself. It's kind of crippling, but it's a crisis I have to go through, I think. Maybe I'll come out with some good answers.
That dilemma aside, nobody really goes on facebook anymore, so I can more or less talk about my girl situation openly. There is a girl I'm interested in at the moment. I guess we'll see where it goes. We've gone on the one date, and she seems really cool. I didn't necessarily feel anything big, but I don't know if I'm supposed to.
I have the tremendous disadvantage (or perhaps it's an advantage) that my first real romance was 100% love at first sight. Is this what it will always be for me in the future? I don't know. With absolutely no disrespect to any other person in my life, nothing has made me feel like I did back then. It definitely bothers me. I wonder if I've been totally ruined for the rest of my life. Was the intensity just the hormones, or was it the relationship, or was it the drastic changes in my life? I think I ask too many questions with not nearly enough answers.
Well, if you've managed to make it through all of that, then I'm happy to know that you are at least curious enough for gossip or that you're a good friend. I'm curious as to how many of you still read your friends page. I know a few of you still post on your journals. So, if you're here reading this, even if you have nothing to say, drop me a comment just so I can get an idea of who's still on here.