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How have I gotten to this point each time? Each fucking time I balance between absolute cold lonely darkness and the brightest alive light.

I so tired.

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What about music?

vomit it up

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observable

In the short years of my conscious creative life, I’ve come to realize—and finally say out loud — one important truth: anger and hatred can create mind-blowing things. They both can produce paintings of unbelievable beauty.

But this kind of art can’t compare to the art born from love and acceptance. How strong and powerful you can become when you allow yourself to exhale — and then inhale — the whole world.

Yes, it’s not perfect.

It never was and never will be.

But that’s exactly what makes it beautiful. And when you stop being afraid, when you stop trembling with rage and fear, stop sputtering from grining maw — and finally allow yourself to be just as imperfect — everything around you slows down and trails off.

It’s like someone turned down the volume on the speakers. Like someone pulled back the curtain and let warm morning light into the room. Like a breeze touching the tiny hairs on your bare arm. And everything becomes so unexpectedly calm. Still not perfect. Still chaotic and beyond control—but now, observable. Touchable.

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Believe in yourself

In your strength

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Love a guitar part