Never was she mine. Ever was she her own.
Her-own. Heroine.
Should I choose to, there is art in that.
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Newsroom and Integrity
Newsroom. I just watched the 4th episode of the 1st season. At the end, I was in tears. Yes, it was designed to bring this out in me. The soundtrack kicked in with "Lights will guide you home" as the news team reached a triumphant victory for sticking to their guns and maintaining integrity. The main character is much put upon for his Quixotic quest for truth in the news. I relate.
This blog is about Truth. The Chord of Truth is that which resonates with me inside. I've come to think of it as God. The aura of God, truth and love.
I don't want to audition anymore. Why? Because I feel the industry is nudging me into accepting mediocre experiences in an art form that can soar. What is mediocre to me? Something without heart, that feels inhuman, that feels produced to be a product, not to be an expression.
This blog is about Truth. The Chord of Truth is that which resonates with me inside. I've come to think of it as God. The aura of God, truth and love.
I don't want to audition anymore. Why? Because I feel the industry is nudging me into accepting mediocre experiences in an art form that can soar. What is mediocre to me? Something without heart, that feels inhuman, that feels produced to be a product, not to be an expression.
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