I create art because it feels good, and it centers my restless, crazy mind. I feel like I am where I am supposed to be whenever I am drawing. There is a certain meditative quality in the redundant gestures and sounds of pencil scratching on paper. My art work depicts the inverse relationship of my desires and dreams with my restless nature and wickedness.
My daughter can see it so clearly but I am blinded. I send love to the evil one so I can be set free. Doesn't it suck that it has to be that way? If you hate on the person, you stay attached and can never be free of them in your head.
Do you ever feel that you are in a situation and there is no way out? I know that there is. This person has nothing but hatred in his heart. All good things come to me - therefore, I rid myself of this evil, selfish, hateful entity.