Quick sketch before bed. Sometimes inspiration comes from the strangest of sources. This is based upon a serial killer who, with the help of two accomplices, murdered over 28 males becoming known as 'The Candy Man' or 'The Pied Piper'. A part of me is confused and disgusted and another part is inspired.. #sketch#idea#inspiration#candyman#piedpiper#art#drawing#pensketch
I spoke with someone yesterday that I think there is a misconception of what greatness is in this day and age. We tend to look at greatness as a status of power and wealth that is outside of us that we must reach towards and that idea is good to market to others as we are beings wired towards our natural or physical senses; especially sight, hearing and sometimes touch. However I think the problem with that is that it teaches you that you need the status is something that you must reach and become and not something that is a birthright already given to you---readily accessible by you simply learning how to master yourself.
In this day and age, getting towards a marketable or popular idea of what greatness is is not nearly as challenging as accepting and being comfortable in who, where, how, why and even when you are in each passing moment. Social media is a powerful #tool for communication with the #world , but through it we also compare ourselves to each other constantly and it has allowed us to reach new levels of insecurity with who you are today. This causes us to strive for an #idea of greatness that is popular for the sake of being accepted and valued among others, but not necessarily unique to what you need for self-acceptance and confidence.
What we need now more than ever before is not the popular media way of what it means to be great, but instead being uniquely #great by not only accepting but maximizing who you are in every area of your life. It doesn't have to mean fame and fortune, but it does mean being true to yourself in this lifetime regardless of where it leads. We need that example of that genuinely #unique greatness that only you have. No more copycats of the same old, same old!
Люби меня как никогда и никого ты не любил
Люби! Не просьба, а приказ.
У чувств свои расценки, извини.
Твоим словам нет цены на сей раз.
Я требую тепла, я жду!
За годы пустоты принадлежит по праву.
Скорей всего ты удивишься:"Почему?"
Ведь ты не чувствовал прохлады.
Я попрошу тебя так тихо и печально "Мне холодно. Закроешь дверь?С обратной стороны.."
Ты напоследок крикнешь пафосно "Прощай!" мне.
Наивно полагая, что я не дам тебе уйти.. стихи#poems#love#idea#любовь#чувства#эмоции#тоска#философия#dreams#мои_стихи_твоя_гитара#потери#поэт#лирика