Art.
It's something I feel. It's something so deeply embedded in my being. I need it. It's fulfillment of a desire to express. It's the appreciation of another's desire fulfilled.
But it is also elusive. I'm stuck somewhere in the tension between desire and fulfillment. For writers its called writer's block. I don't know what you call it for anyone else. I'm one of those people that when I reach out my hand I don't know whether it will grab a guitar or a pen. And if I touch my pen to paper, I don't know whether it will write or draw. Sometimes I feel without a niche. But other times I just feel lucky. Right now I feel stuck.
Between desire and fulfillment.
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radiofoot, or switchhead? you have been added to my reader.google. Consider yourself blessed, or should it be the other way around? Only time and postings will tell...
Shalom,
Desire and fulfillment - the background on my phone is an arcade fire thought, desire and fear. You are the spark of what you desire and what you fear. It's not an attempt, whether we like it our not, it's who we are.
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