Saw this on http://vi.sualize.us/view/76028c580e00b3e89a923da5674ea339/ and thought it so true. It is heartbreaking, trying to connect with creative energy, and knowing that all has been said, all has been experienced and rehashed time after time after time, and you know you want to connect your experience with others, but can’t find a way that pleases yourself, so how can it possibly please anyone else, and how did any artist, or writer or composer ever find the temerity to put down onto paper or video their version of how they see the world? It’s tiring, and frustrating and thank God there are those out there who do do it, time after time. Only I have no faith in God, so thank them, all of them, dead and alive, good and indifferent and incomprehensible. Because without them I would be so much less. So much less.