Monday, March 5, 2012

More random thoughts. Why do people create art? Why do they write poems, or songs? What causes a person to express theirselves in such a way? If you're good at it it sure helps, but thats not a good reason to do something. Its meaningless if you don't have a real meaning(totallagy all the way). So why do sad poole write? Why do happy people sing love songs? This is my theory. There is the world it's self. In all of its existence, harsh.It's "Reality". And then there is my world. There is yours. Every single person seeing it differently. But it's the same thing their looking at, just seen differently. So here is where art comes in. You see your paper, or your lump of clay or whatever median you choose. To some it's simply a ball of clay or a scrap of papere. But the people who see the world differently. Who see what it could be and see it their way. Those are the ones we call creative. The ones who see the world their own way and have the ability to show others it. So... Example. Poetry. I have the way I think. I know my own world and how I see it. When I want to show others it I write them a poem. I rarely write for my enjoyment because I don't need to. Writing is how I show you what I'm seeing. What I'm feeling. That's where you get poems like this: They say that truth will set you free But once it does your sad to see That what you've feared has come to be. But was it wrong to tell the truth, And this create a troubled youth. And so in regrets darkest show My fear of truth begins to grow. I wrote that to explain to my self what I was feeling. It doesn't really matter if you're good or bad at art. IF its for you. And you connect to it. It's just the people who them themselves don't know why they create that confuse me. Who give birth to greatness but it means nothing to them. Who hate their work. Hate themselves.

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