These 3 people on my list, we shall meet in due time…
Chopping it up with that actor from that TV show I used to watch back in high-school is the only thing that makes me confident it’s doable. Lol. Made me feel like it’s a small world. Certainly played a big part in adding to the feasibility. Just swap him them with any of the 3 people and we should be good money, right? This time we got the conscious guidance.
Yes? No? Maybe so? Lol. I’m really going to splatter these people’s brains when I meet them.
On another note I had a dream last night. I can have a lucid dream every now and then, by deciding it before bed. I always remember key parts of them. There’s this guy I call the “old man” that I always meet in these kind of dreams. In this dream, I was walking into an art gallery (I’m a big fan of art and my girlfriend also sings so makes sense) which kind of looked like one I recently visited in real life and the old man was there to greet me. He walked with me into the art room and there were paintings everywhere. On every wall. I don’t remember what was on them, they were just random paintings. But there was another person in the room. Just 1 man in the middle of the art room. The old man pointed at him and that’s all I remember.
So now it’s been on my mind throughout the day as usual. Picked up my sketchbook and started drawing something. Not going to post it on here.
Basically… I figured it out. I ran this thought experiment by my girlfriend too.
Why do we go to an art gallery? To see art. Art has depth and meaning to it. It’s very complex. It’s really that complexity that art has.
This is the thought experiment: Let’s say you’re sitting alone in your room, sitting alone in a forest or sitting alone in the park… ask the question… what is the most complex thing here? What has the most depth? It’s always fucking you. The most complex thing in the room is always you. The human being.
What I drew, is square paintings with faces, hands and feet… in an art gallery… huddled around a human being… in deep thought. As if looking at a painting.
We are pieces of art… on every level. The level of complexity, depth and layers are unmatched.
The old man was pointing at the greatest piece of art in the art gallery.
Stuff like this is why I’m good at socializing with whoever. Because there is no ego in art.