I'm very contemplative today.
I really don't know how else to put it. I mean to say that I really cant stop thinking about things like, "Where did we come from? Why are we here? Where are we going?" And all of those other deep, philosophical questions. I can't help but imagine that one day I'll be in a better place, soaring upon the whirlwinds, trampling the salt of the earth.
But until then, I suppose I'll be an artist, working in the medium of blood, sweat, and tears.
I really don't know how else to put it. I mean to say that I really cant stop thinking about things like, "Where did we come from? Why are we here? Where are we going?" And all of those other deep, philosophical questions. I can't help but imagine that one day I'll be in a better place, soaring upon the whirlwinds, trampling the salt of the earth.
But until then, I suppose I'll be an artist, working in the medium of blood, sweat, and tears.
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misterei:
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9005900:
Nothing wrong in being an artist!!! 
