Stolid I am not, overly opposite in fact I am.......Misunderstood again, as always, where is the balance I seek? Evasive, as usual, balance eludes me-yet again. Proteus, the noble sea god king, comes to assist me in conquering and controlling my rational mind-conjuring a protean existence that so readily allows me to prevaricate from the truths of the new human reality. One that allows me to understand what it means to be an artist- what it means to be of the creative mindset. An egregiously wayward process to live one’s life some might say, but therein lays the great travesty of it all.
The artists, the writers, the poets, the musicians, have become the few remaining creative souls surviving within a lost humanity. They know all too well of the importance of being protean. The world has become a breeding ground for the pallid bipedal primate species known as Homo sapiens. A species who takes pride in being capable of abstract reasoning, language skills, introspections, problem solving, and the ability to manipulate tools
Yet humans have collectively become blind to the fact they have manipulated themselves-manipulated each other, into a vacuous state of being. Through mendacious political systems and supercilious religious organizations that both use persuasion to promote their malevolent ideals that repress and control the human experience. They squeeze the very essence of free thought and expression out of the collective masses. Life has become nothing more than an ephemeral moment for the feeble minded many.
It is the sagacious creative souls- the artists, the writers, the poets, the musicians who have the prescient and mercurial ability to understand what it is they must create and compose to elicit a much needed living response in a dying humanity. Creativity and imagination will resuscitate humanity’s heart and keep it beating and in tune with life's wondrous rhythm.
Having taken the time to say all of this, I wonder still if I am so misunderstood? I believe I am finding my footing, my balance, my firm grasp on this world during this life, finding what it is I need to succeed with the talent that was graciously given to me by the divine. I am among the lucky ones, don't you see? Not so mundane are those who hold the keys to the power of creative influence.
It was Henry Miller who said, “The future we create, whereas the past can only be recreated. As for the constantly vanishing point called the present, that fulcrum which simultaneously melts into past and future, only those who deal with the eternal know and live in it, acknowledging it to be all. At the outbreak of the war, art was by universal agreement at perilously low ebb. So was life, one might say. The artist, always in advance of his time, could register nothing but death and destruction. Art...that very creative quality which unfortunately seems vital only in times of destruction.”
Einstein's quotes are, as always, most inspirational to me:
"Imagination is more important than knowledge."
"A man's ethical behavior should be based effectually on sympathy, education, and social ties; no religious basis is necessary. Man would indeed be in a poor way if he had to be restrained by fear of punishment and hope of reward after death."
"The further the spiritual evolution of mankind advances, the more certain it seems to me that the path to genuine religiosity does not lie through the fear of life, and the fear of death, and blind faith, but through striving after rational knowledge."
"A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."
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