All You Need is Love (seriously).

Trust in the conquering power of love. William Blake was right when he said that "if a thing loves, it is infinite." Love is the gradual wearing down of all the bullshit barriers telling us that we are separate from one another. The more you love someone, the more the barriers erode. The more this happens, the more you merge. Love is like water. Water wishes to merge, but the land keeps it apart or the sun burns it away. But it always finds some way of reconnecting to itself, like in cool gentle rain upon the surface of a koi pond.

There is very little of value in the things that I make, but if only one can appreciate it, then it has served something of a purpose. I think that I have been stunted artistically. I still want for everybody to like what I do, but I am beginning to realize that this is not possible. I am basically a small child fastening his drawings with magnets to the refrigerator door, hoping to win praise from mommy and daddy. But if mommy and daddy are strangers, then why would they care?
This is why to me, it is futile to create works that do not inspire love. If it does not inspire love, then it is not infinite. Love is a cycle just like water is a cycle. It is always in your best interests to perpetuate love because when you do, it comes back to you. It just works that way.
Why not make work just for the people I care about? Who cares at all about a whole planet full of haters? They can't even perpetuate themselves since they're so busy bringing one another down. When they set about destroying someone else, they take themselves down too. And the saddest part is, most of them will never want to change until it's far too late!
i don't do things in an orthodox way. I don't pray in an orthodox way. Prayer is an act of giving something up, something precious like secret beliefs, and it is having full trust and faith that your giving will not be in vain. I think that's a prayer. You can recite familiar words, of course, like an Our Father or a Hail Mary, but those words don't mean anything without being given from the heart. They can be. These words, too, can be.
Words spoken, words thought, lines written, lines drawn, they can all in their own ways evoke the feeling of love. Music can evoke a feeling of love. It is easier than ever now to publish your own words, so why not do it generously? Why be stingy with what you have to offer?