It’s ugly out there .
Not in here.
Out there.
That’s your shit out there,this is my shit in here.
They have no power in here.
No control.
No status.
No unearned influence.
There’s a bubble and a wall,and when I walk in?
Bow down.
I am here.
And it’s my world mother fucker.
You can’t buy it.
You can’t fake it.
And it gives me all I need.
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It’s too bad that being a gargoyle isn’t a valid career path 🤔🤔
Just hanging out on a building, scoping people out.
Some days I wish I could be a gargoyle..
But they’re like..made of stone…
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I got some mics and some cameras and I don’t know why.
For play,I suppose.
I like playing.
I like the process of doing.
Anything creative,or even creative adjacent.
I could tell stories.
I could highlight the music gear I really like.
I could make silly 🪿🪿.
Could make anything.
(the battle)
The battle is…that I probably won’t do any of it .
Because it makes your world vulnerable,open for judgement.
Which, as logic would dictate, if your world is good ,it should be able to handle observation.
If you’re real, it should be felt..
If you’re fake, it shows.
And people’s eyes are more trained than ever,, people can see riiight through your bullshit..
The tragedy is making nothing.
Convincing yourself that you suck and should never even be noticed..
A creative struggle?
I cling onto the principle of
“I play for me”
Don’t need your applause, don’t need your boos, don’t need any external validation whatsoever..
But maybe that’s just a trick. Something you use to keep yourself going.
I dunno 🤨
Whatever keeps you natural.
Flow, and All that stuff.. 🤔🤔🤔
I’d rather be dead.
I’d rather die than live in a world where you’re forbidden.
Even if it all sucks..
It’s still why I go to work.
It’s the happy place.
And I love it 💞💞
Clearly I do.
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On the positive side, I have piped down about overpopulation, death, and feelings about religious origin.
That’s progress, right?
I know I’m wrong about shit.
Even if I can be dark, I’m not as dark as the Bible 🤣
And we just feed that to children. Like it’s no big deal.
Do you think I would talk the same? If I thought I was speaking to children?
No way Jose.
Dang, would have enjoyed listening to that one.
dawn 