Are We Artists All?
It does not matter how often we fail, how far we fall in to despair, un-want, loss. It is of no affect the shattering of our carefully formed facade, our peripheral shell, for no matter how severe the destruction, the decimation of character and condition, as long as we try once more, one more effort of creation and if in that once more, we are able to fashion even the most minute fiber of beauty, then we are victorious still. We do not exist to conquer or reign. Ours is not a destiny built on the defeat of others, nor the triumph of superiority, but rather, are we not built for one true purpose? Is not this soul and yours designed to be and bring into being beauty? Are we not called, in the final word of it all, to be co-creators and sustainers of that which can but be called art? If we are then successful in this task, we can never fail.
It does not matter how often we fail, how far we fall in to despair, un-want, loss. It is of no affect the shattering of our carefully formed facade, our peripheral shell, for no matter how severe the destruction, the decimation of character and condition, as long as we try once more, one more effort of creation and if in that once more, we are able to fashion even the most minute fiber of beauty, then we are victorious still. We do not exist to conquer or reign. Ours is not a destiny built on the defeat of others, nor the triumph of superiority, but rather, are we not built for one true purpose? Is not this soul and yours designed to be and bring into being beauty? Are we not called, in the final word of it all, to be co-creators and sustainers of that which can but be called art? If we are then successful in this task, we can never fail.