While driving home from work I had sudden inspiration. I had to seize the moment, no more pining over the days when manifestation was easy just because I wanted to create, there was no other alternative to living the dream. I didn't feel limited by the time and money to which I am currently indentured. This sparked a glimmer of excitement, and I realized I could make a haiku, then I made two.
Can't speak your language
Money, slavery and lies
Lost in translation
Open your third eye
The real recognizes real
Find the truth in the lies
Finally I have stopped feeling the need to communicate and be heard by other people. It's been a failed experiment. My art and I have wonderful conversations, together gaining a deeper understanding of the world.
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