But I Refuse To Believe That I

The Purpose Of Art Is To Bring People Into Presence.

There Are Peaks, There Are Valleys. But They're All Kind Of Carved And Smoothed Out, And It Feels Like A Low Level Of Despair You Live In. Where You're Not Getting Any Answers, But You're Living Ok. And You Can Smile At The Office. You Know? But It's A Low Level Of Despair. I Was On Prozac For A Long Time. It May Have Helped Me Out Of A Jam For A Little Bit, But People Stay On It Forever. I Had To Get Off At A Certain Point Because I Realized That, You Know, Everything's Just Ok.

As Far As I'm Concerned, Everything Bad That Happens In The World Stems From The Same Place, They're People Who Don't Feel Important.

I Come From The Philosophy Of: "whatever Happens To Me Is The Greatest Thing That Could Happen, No Matter What." Sometimes In The Moment I Have A Regret, But Then I Have Found Myself Every Time Down The Line Saying To Myself: "i Wouldn't Be Here If It Weren't For That So Called Failure."

What’s Yours? How Will You Serve The World? What Do They Need That Your Talent Can Provide? That’s All You Have To Figure Out.