Selling confidence

are you found
lacking, or
think you are?
if so, we’ve got
something for
you.
act now,
before you
think delay.
buyers swear
by it,
on it
and even
to it.
just make one
easy payment,
ten times,
to fill a space
you didn’t
know existed.
luckily,
we designed
a  solution to
a problem we
may have created.
we are not liable
for any damages,
physical or mental,
because, let’s face it,
it’s made in
China.

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Kicking loneliness does no good

go ahead,
kick me if
you must.
retaliate?
no, i don’t feel
like it.
why?
well if this makes
you happy,
then i’m happy.
how?
simple,
you are not
content with
oneself.
you may hurt me,
but you’re still
alone.
people may surround
you, but you die
alone.continue to kick
and scream,
it won’t solve
anything.

Living to make-believe understanding

Since I was 5 years old, I’d always had a compulsion to make, but that doesn’t mean I was destined to become a creative. I just happened to like art-related things. And just because I’ve got a diploma in an art related field, doesn’t mean shit.

Or maybe it means exactly that? No, that can’t be true. Who in the right mind wants to hire someone for their shit? A coprophile? A farmer? Either way, I’m not a big enough shit, nor produce enough to satisfy the needs of supply and demand. I create because it’s fun to imagine. Now I’m feeling pressure that I must create things that hold retail value with no real intrinsic value.

I still live to pretend, maybe imagine the ideal. But I’ve noticed, this can be harmful to one’s own mental health. Living contrary to reality is an open request for hardship, but can also be a source of inspiration. I think the problem is that the environments I’m immersed in do not encourage my creative tendencies. Therefore, I’m left creating halfhearted ideals whose force is expunged but misconception. Or, I just create when I want to create because making things when I feel like it usually turn out better than those that are forced.

It seems that I’ve spent my life creating something do not understand. But according this newly acquired paper, I know something. Then what’s with all this doubt?