On truth, on the expressions of our own selves as, artists…translated…
66.
Everyone is an, artist. Some go against the flows, rebelled against their, times, and felt a ton of trials, being born in the era that s/he was, born, in. Some artists are milder tempered, and, compromised themselves with the times that they'd been, born, into.
Or maybe, these two kinds of artists are needed in the world, for the giant wheels of time, are pushed forward by both kinds of artists.
And, some of the creators are old school, trained in the fundamentals first, then, go off on their own to create, while others didn't have the formal trainings as artists, and they'd still, gone with what moved them, and created, amazing work, and if we can, merge the ways these two different types of artists created, then, we will have, perfect pieces.
67.
Beauty never, lasts, but thankfully, the disgusting don't last either, beauty and what's atrocious, they're all, mirages.
You must learn to understand all of this. The understanding which exceeds the understanding. Only the understandings of these, isn't, a, mirage.
So, this is, when the bubbles first burst, and we're, still, in a daze, not wanting to accept the truth yet, but we must, force ourselves to accept the truth, after there's no more, mirages of things that we want to believe (because they're lies!), and then, we can, finally, move forward in our own, separate, lives…
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