Hustling and business is destroying art. Even writers have some kind of formula for their headlines to garner clicks to get that pay day. Instead of actually writing from our hearts we write for some kind of model for clicks. I’ve been seeing it so much that I’ve been becoming sick to read most articles online. It’s so rare to find a true heart that’s doing it for the love and the blessings to just be here on earth.

Look at the NFT space artists are just trying to get some huge million dollar sale with some monkey picture so it goes viral to be a cool kid. Most of these works of art I can draw with a sharpie and I’m the worst drawer on planet earth. I’m actually The worst writer because I don’t care about grammar or big words or putting a; and a ~to make some sentence sound cool.

I understand the human mind is programmed to need these things to be formatted to a special system so we can take in the content. I feel you can feel what I’m saying with this basic article to merely explain how lost we all are from doing our real passions. Because we are becoming artists to make money or be a cool popular kid with tons of likes or views. I get it I use to chase that life and man did I want it bad.

But it destroyed me it brought me so much internal pain to be in this never ending loop of wanting something else once I already got something. I understand we have to pay our bills and we feel we need to hustle hard to make our art shine so we can be heard. But that’s the thing. I know I only did it to be seen and heard and even when I was seen and heard it was never enough because I was inside the worlds greatest addiction. My thoughts my mind my emotional roller coaster.

My world only began to shift when I truly dropped the chase. When I just do whatever I want without figuring out the model or proper way to write to get more eyes here. I don’t care anymore I’m doing this for me and I’m beginning to feel a peace I’ve never felt before. Its actually scary and exciting. Because I’ve never given my mind a break to just be. To not judge or have some kind of need for anything back. It’s beautiful when you truly heal and let go.

With warm chocolate and butterflies,

~Emptiness