The Art Collective

 Good evening, my beautiful monsters.  Today, like all of you reading this, I woke up. I did not choose to wake up, it was just one of those natural, everyday miracles that get overlooked by most and appreciated by even less. However, I can choose what kind of day I wish to experience. Today I choose to be alone. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain, loneliness, focus, passion, love... I am able to mold this day that I have been given into whatever I desire it to be. To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes and choices, decisions wether good or bad that will shape me into whoever I'm trying to be. Today I choose to feel the loneliness I have been experiencing more often these last few months, not to deny my humanity but embrace it. This freedom of choice is not exclusive to me. It's not my secret tactic. You too have this ability. And even though I spent the day in the past, it was a choice to make it a l...

 To My Lovely Creatures... We cultivate love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen and known, and when we honor the spiritual connection that grows from that offering with trust, respect, kindness and affection. Love is not something we give or get, it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them – we can only love others as much as we love ourselves. Shame, blame, disrespect, betrayal, and the withholding of affection damage the roots from which love grows. Love can only survive these injuries if they are acknowledged, healed and rare.....

 To my lovely Creatures... There is in me a darkness that, by darkness challenged, will rise up and have it's way. I have committed some memorable ruination. I have decayed the ground beneath my feet with every negative step that I took. My screams for help fell upon deaf ears. The real me was buried alive long ago. Everything I have let go of had claw marks covering them. I'm radioactive, attracting some by my bright glow yet slowly poisoning most around me. I've built the strongest of walls for protection only to become a prisoner of my own emotions. I carried salt for the wounded and vinegar to offer the thirsty. I hurt you and convinced you that you were to blame. I dipped my hands in holy water only to wash off the blood. I confessed my sins only to clear my slate to make room for more. I've made a reservation at the best table in Hell for the innocent people that I know. I've lost my humanity. I've been State property. I've sacrificed my freedom. I...

 Good evening my lovely creatures, The night draws ever closer, but don't forget to enjoy the day that is upon you..... I may not be who I want to be yet, but that doesn't mean that I won't get there. I might not win every game that I play, but I never feel like I want to change my team. I don't always hear opportunity knock, but I don't hesitate to build a door anyway. I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination..... Today can be the day you want it to be. It may require of you just a slight adjustment but without the struggle, there's no appreciation. So do what you have to do, I'll be right here if you need me.....

 Good evening, my Beautiful disasters.  I have made all of you modernized technological archeologists. I am but a man... Man is a creature who walks in two worlds and traces upon the walls of his cave the wonders and the nightmare experiences of his pilgrimage. Each status that I post is but an etch on my wall. A piece of my history. Here for you to stumble across with no intention or interest for most of you, but for some, the special few, my lovely creatures, you take a moment to read the writing on the wall and you learn something. It reaches you in different ways. It affects you. It moves you, for better or worse. And if you really knew me, you would know that if I can pull myself out of the fires that have been my existence, and that there are no limits to what you can do..... It's late, tomorrow is upon us. Rest easy. When the Sun rises, we go to war. We will battle our former selves and be better than we've ever been. So sleep now, for when you wake, you will hear the c...

 To my beautiful Disasters... All men should have a drop of treason in their veins, as to be able to stand strongly against their own personal demons. The treason of which I stand convicted loses all its guilt, has been taken as a duty, and will be remembered as a sacrifice. I do this for me. I hope that it reaches you. We must all suffer one of two things, the pain of discipline or the pain of regret and disappointment, which is inevitable. But to become discouraged, there's a choice to make. Never be discouraged. Have no expectations, lack disappointment. As you go through the emotions that we have, hostility is not from disappointment, bitterness, unforgiveness, all of these are attacks from an outside source we think we want or need in our lives or deem better than ourselves. The size of your success is measured by the strength of your desire, the size of your dream, and how you handle disappointment along the way. If you allow anyone the power to disappoint you or to take away...

 To My Beautiful Disasters... My road to recovery has been a long and heartfelt battle. I lost more than I have won. I have fallen and faltered many times throughout many years. I have made many mistakes, as most people are prone to do, but my decisions have lead me down dark and lonely roads which I have struggled greatly with to come back from. I have come back from the brink, one of the lucky few. So many have lost their way, only never to be found again. I had to take the first steps on my own, but on my long journey back from Hell, I noticed that I still had some Love from those who truly believed that the good part of me still existed, buried deep inside me somewhere, and I was no longer alone. My war is far from over. Every day forward will be a struggle. Every Demon I have acquired over the years have become lifelong companions. Battles to be fought and won on a daily basis. The struggle is real... It's because of this that I want you to know that you are not alone. I under...

 Good afternoon My lovely Creatures... The question that we must ask is whether we are making progress toward the goal of peace with the Universe. Are we caught up on a treadmill of our personal history, turning forever on the axle of mindless aggression and self-destruction? We don't have to be mindless at all. Aggression is not a breed thing or a type, it's a state of mind. We can use this powerful emotion. You are in control of your mind. Your mind controls your body. Which is why you tense up when angered, or flow like water when determined. You just have to decide what state you want your mind to be in. Aggression only moves in one direction, more aggression. I'm in favor of destruction, aggression, hating things. Not bearing things anymore. We think the breakdown comes because our life is in bad shape, but maybe the ideas cause the disorder. Something tries to break through and causes the disorder. It is up to us to fight back against the tyranny of our own personal D...

 Good Afternoon My Lovely Creatures... I'm aware of the mystery around us, so I write about premonitions, my failures, coincidences, emotions, dreams, the power of nature, magic within each of you, my past, your future, success on the most basic scale... It's true that I have very little idea what I shall be writing next, but at the same time I have a powerful premonition of everything that lies ahead of me, and it scares me, but I run towards it regardless, for it's my Destiny and I shall embrace it... When all the world appears to be in chaos, and nature itself is feeling the assault of climate change and global warming and nuclear weapons program tests and all types of accidental warfare from us, the seasons retain their essential rhythm. Yes, fall gives us a premonition of winter, but then, winter, will be forced to relent, once again, to the new beginnings of soft greens, longer light, and the sweet air of spring. The world will recover and bounce back forever. Just li...

 To My Lovely Creatures,  The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain. The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain. Into each life some rain must fall. Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet. It's all really up to you to decide how much or how little this day, this moment, even this very minute means to you and how important it will be for the rest of your days. You can either feel the rain and run for shelter or you can keep it moving and embrace one of the key elements of life. Do what you feel is best for you and I will support you the same way you've supported me all along.  We gotta learn to see the beauty in each moment of life. Everyone has different pasts and we're seeking the light. I'm here for you, not for any self centered reasons, but because existence is interdependent and we're all related. Connected in different manifestations of one single mind. You're not isolated from the world eve...

 To My Beautiful Monsters... You may write me down in history with your bitter, twisted lines. You may throw me in the very dirt, but still, like dust, I'll rise. I've realized I have to be very careful in what I say. I speak my heart out. Such honesty is not appreciated in the world today. Instead, it is twisted and distorted. As if to make me a sociopath. A sociopath is not just someone who doesn't care about human emotion. They're someone who understands people to the point that they can manipulate them to an extraordinary degree. A lot of what I say is lost in translation. Maybe I do have sociopathic tendencies. Maybe I am chaos. I accept chaos. I'm not sure wether it accepts me. When you create chaos and anarchy, ideas are turned upside down, and everybody looks at things in a different way. There is in me an anarchy and frightful disorder. This is a necessary darkness for me that is needed to create. Creating makes me die a thousand deaths, because it means ma...