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LIFE WITHOUT ART IS STUPID!

July launched with the theme word 'Hectic' and it doesn't seem to get any better.
I realized that I am not a creature of patience in spite of the fact that God gives me a very approachable face. Only God knows, inside, my temper runs like a time bomb, while at times it's like a cheap clock. Generally, people are as annoying as a Windows OS Blue Screen of Death.


This hectic season got me working like a human - yes, like a human, not like a robot. I am a human, yes, I am emotional. I think people who loves to deny their emotional side are just plain crazy. It's like God made them human and they want to be animals or something.

And, this emotional side, needs me to art - to express - non-direct - in a creative manner. I want to express what I feel and think about certain issues about human interaction and behavior.

There is no surprise that I am not a good talker. So I write.

But I am not a good writer either when I don't have time to write *grumble grumble.

So life is like this for me - using my expression to create any form of means I myself call it Awesome. While corporate work is a learning path, to get somewhere. Somewhere I do not know yet. And yes.

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Julie said…
I can't imagine life w/out creative expression....thanks for posting this.

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