Tired is that mind that controls the legs that stand for nothing.
The greatest communicators in history have been misunderstood or overlooked by over 95% of the world. If your voice causes just 5% of people passing by to feel your music or allow your art to touch them you have succeeded beyond measure. If that moment sparks the creation, the inspiration or the causation of another's art, then you will be forever alive, immortalized in an endless chain of human experience. Concern yourself not with the 95 percent. Rather find strength in expression, find oil on canvas.
Bobbing motionless in a sea of sharks. Unseen by the busy eyes and frantic step of a generation on autopilot. A minute, an hour, seems to drift. Only two of a thousand drop coin in the cup of those in need.
When we cease to halt and enjoy the art in front of us, when we refuse to help our fellow man our humanity dissapates. We are once again the animal.
After two hours 1 person stopped to view the art. As soon as they did, three others followed suit.
Is it fear that keeps us from looking up? When one does it gives permission to others to follow. A species of followers, like fish in a flock. We buy certain brands in an effort to show others our originality. We wear them while stepping in stride with the rest of the world. Everyday we buy things we don't need with money we don't have to impress people that don't actually care. There is one truth in life and many things that matter, none of which being the name on your blue jeans the cost of your car. The less you want the more you have.
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