you see i dont mean to be mean
or to be self involved
to be an artist i must
or else what would i paint about
things we feel on the sphere of artists and more spirtiual people
and when i say spiritual i mean it
are far more intense
so subtle hatred can be felt because the radar is so sensitive in here
love is well appreciated
neglect is not tolerated
hitlar fans are not welcomed
the german way and no offense to the germans
but the typical german way of law and order is just not possible for us
music and authenticity are welcomed
real people and real emotions are embraced
and nature is deeply apppreciated
love for artists and i speak about my self and my fellow artist is sacred
if love is practical and treated like a routine job it is not needed
loyalty is to extremes a
artists see the chemistry that is willing to spark between the two sexes
artists are on another frequency
dancers
singers
musicans
painters
i realize there are those artists who are cold speak very little and are extremely practical
but im talking about the artist that lives an artistic life
that treats each moment with sacredness
and yes they suffer more
and yes they enjoy more
but artists hurt deeper and feel more to their cores
food is art
love is art
every relationship is a dance and motherhood is a heavenly bond
God is in everything
Sufis too
they live in a trance
its hard to be from that world and deal with people floating in a realistic blaze frequency
their words will hurt
their dos will hurt
their ways will hurt
they will not understand your tears
they will not comprehend your need to connect wit the devine
they will not comprehend the measures to take for love
or the deep need fr independence and complete freedom that you have
they will not understand your interest in people of all cultures and your need to help them
they will not understand how much it affects you when you are surrounded by a negative vibe
or a controller
or someone who wants to mold you into the ordinary
i am nothing
for i came from dust
yet i am everything because inside me is the breath of God
and i am form him
therefore i am great and im worth saving
i am worth being happy and i am worth doing what i feel like doing as long as i do not hurt another being
i cant live with sadness arrogance insensitivity and tyrants
i cant live without my freedom and my rights to love till the end
whats mine is mine whats yours is yours
im from God
just like the birds in the sky
like the tree and the skies
have you seen a bird who has been trying to crawl?
she knows she was meant to fly
she will not be happy crawling
thats why i fly because i can
because i have to
because im an artist and im proud
no apologies
from tousa with love
Friday, August 19, 2011
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