The Catch 22 of Being Creative

It’s the blessing and the curse.


Creative people see opportunities and ideas everywhere. I was listening to Lil Wayne’s song w/ Eminem, "Drop the World" while I was driving back from my morning run. And out of nowhere, this warrior style Anime chick popped out of my head. I don’t know where she was going, but she had a black cape with a laced veil and was walking in slow motion blowing up the streets around her while it was raining softly. A blade came at her face, maybe it was ninja star, and it sliced one of her high cheek bones wide open. The blood splattered everywhere but she just kept walking. She wiped her cheek, took out a toothpick or was it a match and placed it in the corner of her mouth. Her cape flew open and revealed dynamite sticks. She lit one, and threw it grenade style towards the direction of where the blade had come. Then gracefully, she strutted down the middle of the street and kept walking. WHAT THE HELL? Sleep deprivation + Lil Wayne = Deadly daydreams while driving. MAN!

I’m supposed to be designing inspirational cards right now. I don’t even read COMIC BOOKS. What the hell is wrong with my mind? A woman blowing up the streets isn’t going to inspire young women. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH! And so this is the problem with my mind. It focuses on what it wants to imagine, I’m just a passenger going along for the ride. Maybe it was the run, too much adrenaline pumping in my veins. But this type of craziness had just got to stop. I mean I’ll never finish a lovely, Disney-esque project at this rate. WHAT TO DO?

At the moment, I can’t start writing about some vigilante style anime chick. I got other projects to finish. She’ll have to wait her freakin turn. Who does this chick think she is anyways?

Man but if you would have seen her heels!  They might have been Charles David not sure though.

Shak
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I'm Inspired by Walt Disney

This b-day week has been Amazing! I went to Disneyland on Sunday and a Laker game on Wednesday. What could possibly be next? Best part about Disneyland was the end. When Bright and I were walking out on Main street it started to snow (fake snow of course) and the fireworks started to light up the night sky. A soft feminine voice announced over the speaker, "Happy holidays and remember to believe." I started thinking about what it means to believe in things as if you're a 6 year old walking around Disney's park for the first time. Kids don't reason about the time it takes to get on a ride or how many calories are in a damn funnel cake. All they know is that they're going to get on the rides they want to ride and live it up. Ask an adult about Disneyland and he'll usually tell you it's much smaller than he remembered, too crowded, too noisy and he's just there for the kids.

What is is about adulthood that kills our ability to look at things from a fresh perspective? Why are we no longer impressed with running around in a circle with our jacket over our head? Why can't we laugh at ourselves anymore?

I mean who and the hell wrote the book on being an adult anyways? Whoever they are, they pretty much suck. That's my best, humble opinion of course. One of my gentleman suitors gave me the greatest compliment recently about my age. Of course he didn't realize it at the time. He said, "you can't be turning 30 this year, where's the mature attitude? Shouldn't you be more worried about your bills." MUAHAHHAHAHAHHA! Umm really? I've had more bills and responsibilities than most folks my age since 16, however, I choose not to let those worries define who I am. Bills are bills are bills. I can take em or leave em. They're going to be there so why worry about them?

But how we choose to see the world is ALWAYS up to us. We decide. And up until this crazy point in my life where I finally feel kinda grown up, after all, I am 30 ish. I choose to live my life like it's brand new, exciting and an adventure. It's more fun that way, you don't know what to expect and chances are guys 10 years younger will still find you attractive. Not because you're wearing skinny jeans but because they'll actually think you're their age. Ok maybe that's the downside of this whole be-whatever-age-you-think-you-are thing. There is always a plus and a minus.

"All your dreams can come true if you have the courage to pursue them". ---Walt Disney

Shak

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