I think it always felt like that.
You live — and feel like sharing… everything, really. The most human thing to do.
We’re all explorers of our own lives.
There’s so much to see, so much to feel.
And yet, we yearn for something beyond the liminal. That feeling of transcendence.
To share more than the surface-level fragments of our experiences…
To connect, to understand, to feel less alone.
We live so much in our short lifespans — and yet, so much of it flies past us.
Missed.
Unnoticed.
Gone.
Being creative — being artistic —
It’s not about technique.
It’s about being a conduit.
To ingest as much of life as you can
and regurgitate something new,
something that is yours,
and yours alone.
…Never thought I’d plug a puking metaphor in there, but here we are.
Be alive.
Seize everything life throws at you.
And for the love of the Great Spaghetti Monster —
regurgitate.
Often and hard.
Peace,
Davoid
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