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Stand on your toes, while you draw! Keep sharpening your pencil, not too sharp, not too often. Turn up the music, open that small little hole, the one that looks like a pin prick or a star in the very deep dark night. Drop in, fall...keep falling past failure, past the list of shoulds, past expectations from yourself, your parents, your loved ones, friends, and the culture. Keep falling until you start to enjoy it....until your black wings open in the blackness and you begin to fly. We were born to experience ESCTASY... it doesn't belong to someone else, some other worlds and words, some other people. It belongs to you, but...you have to learn it for yourself.
Namaste