thoughts on Life

So for 25+ years I “suppressed” a creative streak that began in 1968. I was openly creative for over 5 years, then life happened. You gotta pay the bills, you gotta work towards your retirement, you gotta be an adult. I have been thinking about my life during those non-artistically creative years. My unfulfilled need to create must have surfaced in other places, and it did. I probably was not a happy person due to the lack of an open output medium. Mostly I was creating other peoples visions as in I work for you (the man). Now I work for me and others like me, My “people” are special I identify with you we are drawn together by more than chance. We get “it” if you don’t get “it” I’m sorry you probably never will, non creatives are not my people, “creatives” that don’t get “it” are just attempting to copy real creatives works. My lifestyle facilitates my creativity, If your lifestyle includes any sort of cult or multiple cult affiliations you are going to have a very hard time creating anything original. I am original, I am me, try to copy my stuff, you are not me, you are not original or authentic. Peace