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You know the hardest part for some..? Is reaching out when all we want is to show everyone how wronged we were...it's painful..lonely. Yet it's hard to see the damage when we're so busy expecting the worst in ourselves and others. So we lock ourselves up and continue to hurt inside, growing further distanced to what anything means to us anymore...and I want you to take a moment.
You had dreams to show everyone your imagination
You rose above adversity because you're still here
You had goals that defined you, didn't bind you
..And I know somewhere deep down inside you can hear me. You're still here.
You know the hardest part for some..? Is reaching out when all we want is to show everyone how wronged we were...it's painful..lonely. Yet it's hard to see the damage when we're so busy expecting the worst in ourselves and others. So we lock ourselves up and continue to hurt inside, growing further distanced to what anything means to us anymore...and I want you to take a moment.
You had dreams to show everyone your imagination
You rose above adversity because you're still here
You had goals that defined you, didn't bind you
..And I know somewhere deep down inside you can hear me. You're still here.
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It is something which I have thought about, especially after noticing the big wave of people. In terms of demographics, it is the time where artists that are current are leaving the high-school & college years and reach adulthood... and with it comes disappointment and depression, broken dreams.
They look back at their artistic days and their achievements with regret. Because they didn't attain fame, because they didn't become rich.
Yet, history shows that everyone influence others, even if they're not remembered. And many of the works that came to be recognized were ignored in their time. And then there is the greater philosophical point of life.
Happiness without meaning is empty. But so is meaning without happiness.
When one leave this world, whether there is another one next and what it is does not matter, there is no "high scores" table. You are not noted on who was most famous or richer. Riches don't carry over to your new existence, if any.
And I can only think of the impact we bring others, even if ignored. Even small details count. Even those you dismiss. I often hear of "earning your life"... but when you do it your entire life, what are you -truly- working toward? Is constantly slaving on what you hate only to hope for a short vacation that will be yanked away from you only to return to a job you hate truly meaningful? And are you truly contributing that much via this job you hate, when ultimately its role for most of the people will be merely "Well, it made that company's profit got 0.001% higher I guess".
Yes, it is extraordinary for those who can find true meaning in their job. But this path is not for everyone and cannot be achieved by everyone.
So to those who say that writing and drawing "brought them nothing"... my advice is: Don't. Do not destroy yourselves and abandon yourselves. This not growth, it is destruction. It is giving up your dream for the emptiness of fulfilling one not your own, one that no heart to it.
Even if all is empty, you should strive to fill that emptiness, never let it define you.
It is something which I have thought about, especially after noticing the big wave of people. In terms of demographics, it is the time where artists that are current are leaving the high-school & college years and reach adulthood... and with it comes disappointment and depression, broken dreams.
They look back at their artistic days and their achievements with regret. Because they didn't attain fame, because they didn't become rich.
Yet, history shows that everyone influence others, even if they're not remembered. And many of the works that came to be recognized were ignored in their time. And then there is the greater philosophical point of life.
Happiness without meaning is empty. But so is meaning without happiness.
When one leave this world, whether there is another one next and what it is does not matter, there is no "high scores" table. You are not noted on who was most famous or richer. Riches don't carry over to your new existence, if any.
And I can only think of the impact we bring others, even if ignored. Even small details count. Even those you dismiss. I often hear of "earning your life"... but when you do it your entire life, what are you -truly- working toward? Is constantly slaving on what you hate only to hope for a short vacation that will be yanked away from you only to return to a job you hate truly meaningful? And are you truly contributing that much via this job you hate, when ultimately its role for most of the people will be merely "Well, it made that company's profit got 0.001% higher I guess".
Yes, it is extraordinary for those who can find true meaning in their job. But this path is not for everyone and cannot be achieved by everyone.
So to those who say that writing and drawing "brought them nothing"... my advice is: Don't. Do not destroy yourselves and abandon yourselves. This not growth, it is destruction. It is giving up your dream for the emptiness of fulfilling one not your own, one that no heart to it.
Even if all is empty, you should strive to fill that emptiness, never let it define you.
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