inner conflict i have these two selves the artist and the entrepreneur constant war i have to acknowledge both, otherwise i lose the balance and then it’s neither, it’s just chaos and madness artist is creativity… abstract… dynamic… inner entrepreneur is order… discipline… outer it is a mistake to think that art thrives in chaos wrong. art thrives in a balance of chaos and order same with entrepreneur (business)… because if it is just order, there is nothing to sell. you need some chaos too problems to solve new problems the entrepreneur is obsessed with problems but when there is too much order, the artist feels trapped and threatened that’s actually not the artist… it is someone else it is some evil beast who wants me dead. actually that is giving too much credit… there is no life or death for the beast (reptile). it cannot see far… no strategy, no plans, no long term just immediate needs met food, fucking, fighting, sleeping… get pleasure avoid pain conserve energy THAT’S all. those humans didn’t make it. they were wiped out with the dinosaurs. no art. no business. nothing. so i am on to you beast i can see what you are doing you don’t want me to get anywhere or do anything as soon as i make progress, you sabotage FUCK. You. We are done with you. The artist and the entrepreneur is integrating… We are becoming best buddies. But like brothers we sometimes get under each other’s skin… We used to think we were enemies but now we see that YOU are the enemy. This friendship (artist and entrepreneur)… I know i know it is a dangerous path… like a lion befriending a giraffe but risk equals reward. The risk is that as the lines blur, it will weaken the integrity of either on their own. the lion becomes tame the giraffe becomes grey (which is which i cannot know) This is another bullshit delusion. All great artists were entrepreneurs: And vice versa… There is a bigger picture here… this goes beyond art, business or even religion (the worship of it). This is something else. They are actually the same. There is duality in unity. My work is a bridge to something new. Something that even I cannot grasp yet. There are so many possibilities once it (the bridge) has been built and it is strong. The Work. That is the God. Artist is a foot soldier Entrepreneur is a pebble Worker bees Factory ants Now there is just rubble. But like all great artists, I see the beauty of it all. And like all great entrepreneurs, I see the solutions and the problems and the potential value of it all. Greatness. It is a way of life. Greatness is the awareness of what we are and can be Rich or poor. Addicted or free. I am both. I am chaos and order. I am the ant. I am the lion. I am the giraffe. I am the man. The beast is the fear. The death. The fear of the fear. The death of the death. Writing this is the art. (many clicks) Publishing it is the business. (one click) Art is building the gun. Business is pulling the trigger. Both are each other’s lifelines. Like binocular vision. Or stereo sound It’s better when you have both channels… The opposite of creation is not destruction (those are just forces within a bigger world). The opposite of creation is to NOT create. That is different than destruction… Stay with me now… So there is an art to business… And a business to art… Creating and sharing. That’s what it is essentially. All the cool sexy gods you love in the rocknroll world and the movies… none of it would land in your eyes, ears and mind without the bridge. The bridge is the business. So I am in the bridge building business. The art is the connection when bridges are travelled to and fro. New places are experienced by new experiencers. And this is a new place where love and war can happen. Art. Business. Everything else is just a study of that. The universities. The concert halls. The great albums. The great books. Me and you are different versions of the same thing. Different perspectives… There is greatness in you as long as you are breathing and blinking and TRYING. It’s all coming together beautifully. Time is the only obstacle we have. It is a mindfuck because there is no time. But you know what i mean. Ok, we both gotta get back. You to your life. Me to mine. See you later friend.
Writings 2007-2025
Writings 2007-2025