You Only

you only fail when you give up

you only fall when you stop moving forward

you only vanish when you stop talking

when you stop moving

when you stop caring

when you let yourself be forgotten.

 

being relevant is hard, and i freely admit, it's probably a lot harder than i am willing to work at the moment, but i am still working. still making art. just not promoting it at the moment. my focus is more on the art, not the desire to be noticed or important or acclaimed or anything else really. granted, i do appreciate the times i am noticed, the times people do say nice things about what i do, but, in the end, i do it for myself. i do it for the others. i do it for the stories, for the lives, for outlet for the comfort, for the self acknowledgment of everyone. no other reason.

 

i started to care for a bit, about what others did think, about if i was popular enough, noticed enough, famous enough. and in those moments, i vanished. i was only my fame, i was only important when i was recognized. and honestly, it sucked. i want to be important to myself, to those who love me, and to those i love. if by chance, the fates decide i need more, i will not hide from it, but i won't seek it out.

 

i don't do this for anyone else. i do it for us.

Done