nine days since the last time i wrote. nine long days on set. working on a shitty product that most take seriously. lots of money but no artistic ability. the world is filled with them. stuffy nose. aching back. lots of wine. lots of food. working long hours leads to lack of exercise. lack of healthy eating. lack of life. lack of structure. lack of love. lack of family. lacking in art. lacking in life.
big pockets filled with big money.
just like BIG signs for real estate agents.
and big signs for mayoral candidates.
BIGGER means louder and more money with more confidence but it rarely means better product. hollywood is filled with frauds who believe their own hype.
the real artists with real things to say about life are filled with demons and insecurities and booze and drugs and, yet, must somehow break through.
grammar and rules.
rules and fools.
tools.
blues.
booze.
mules.
big poos.
loud moos.
everything comes in twos.
and nothing is found in zoos.
back to the grind tomorrow but I have one day to be creative today.
set aside some time.
breathe.
meditate.
read.
run.
have fun.
fun in the sun.
this is the best time of the year.
sore belly.
shitty food and too much booze.
slow down.
smell the coffee.
see my family.
read and write.
CREATE.
FILM.
be aware.
be alive.
be present.
be real.
be loving.
be caring.
be empathetic.
be happy.
be sad.
be authentic.
don’t listen to them.
make my own choices and my own decisions.
i have made many bad ones over the years.
can i still trust myself?
“to be or not to be. that is the question.”
notanotherphony. 