Hey, look man, some people don’t have a choice, they don’t even have a voice they can talk with to just call their own, so the first thing they see that allows them the right to be, they go ahead and follow it. What else do you want? You know what that’s called? Bad luck.
The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.
I'm Alex. This is an experimental scrapbook mostly with my writings on culture, music, literature, and any other subject that takes the bore out of life.
You can read more about me and my insanities on the Why write? blog.
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