just cause
It has been a very long time since visiting this venue. I was consumed by art last semester, and I don't see the trend letting up any time soon... The strange thing is the more I learn and consequentially understand about the interpretation and creation of art the less I want to do or be involved in anything else. Is it natural that a further understanding of art leads one towards a more isolated existence?
It seems that emptiness is the best inspiration, but it is so very tiresome. Maybe I should say that to be good at something one must be consumed by it. Once caught in this act of consumption one has very little time or patience for anything else... I wonder if that is what motivation is?
Maybe I'm being a tad melodramatic, (as I do posses a propensity for exaggerating) but still something changes within me. It's not bad or good, just something different.
On a completely unrelated note:
I have come to find great joy in the comforts of coffee. I believe it is the salvation of the contemporary world. I find it strange that I never enjoyed, appreciated, or even wanted for it before; however now I find it to be one of the great and few comforts that exist in this world (once again a little melodramatic).
So I'll leave you with a quote, though I can't remember who said it (I know it's horrible to quote with out citing its originator, such is life)
I proclaim we our both atheists, I just happen to believe in one less God than you. For when you can explain why it is that you do not believe in the multitude of gods in the world, I will be able to explain why it is that I do not believe in yours.
O.K. maybe paraphrase would have been a better choice of words. Either which way it is a very fun sentiment, and I really don't believe that it is an asshole thing to say (although opinions differ greatly on everything).
It seems that emptiness is the best inspiration, but it is so very tiresome. Maybe I should say that to be good at something one must be consumed by it. Once caught in this act of consumption one has very little time or patience for anything else... I wonder if that is what motivation is?
Maybe I'm being a tad melodramatic, (as I do posses a propensity for exaggerating) but still something changes within me. It's not bad or good, just something different.
On a completely unrelated note:
I have come to find great joy in the comforts of coffee. I believe it is the salvation of the contemporary world. I find it strange that I never enjoyed, appreciated, or even wanted for it before; however now I find it to be one of the great and few comforts that exist in this world (once again a little melodramatic).
So I'll leave you with a quote, though I can't remember who said it (I know it's horrible to quote with out citing its originator, such is life)
I proclaim we our both atheists, I just happen to believe in one less God than you. For when you can explain why it is that you do not believe in the multitude of gods in the world, I will be able to explain why it is that I do not believe in yours.
O.K. maybe paraphrase would have been a better choice of words. Either which way it is a very fun sentiment, and I really don't believe that it is an asshole thing to say (although opinions differ greatly on everything).