in order to write I need to isolate myself for a while. I need silence.
i confront myself with the highest.
i leave people who can not accept me as an artist.
they interrupt i explain it.
i can not waste my energy by letting other humans irritate me
(thiefs)
i need space.
i protect my mindset.
i create.
i write.
i think.
i reflect.
i explore.
i read.
i don´t waste my energy on everyday problems. (that is to old)
i don´t waste my energy on searching for someone to hold on.
you know what i mean?
i am here to observe the truth.
i am here to understand, to see, to know.
i become my most creative self.
i follow my higher intuition.
therefor i leave people i love, too. (that is the other part of being me)
it hurts to be me and at the same time it is my gift.
people i love, won´t understand what i do.
they think i am crazy.
but it´s okay.
they won´t understand me as an artist.
germany is not the mother country of me as an artist. (not yet)
therefore i need to learn to forgive. (really fast)
i need a pieceful state of mind.
i decide. (quite fast)
they are getting mad with me for what i am, sometimes.
but i decide.
some love me and feel protected by my presence.
some adore me for who i am and what i say.
there is a moment of silence, when I earn all of your respect.
they are getting mad with me, for choosing myself higher self
i leave. all over again (…)
they try to find ways to blame me for what I´m not.
they try to get my attention in a negative way. (that is too old)
„No problem, I see you´re mad. not with me. with what you can not have.“
i stay focused.
you can not change me.
i am what i am.
accept me or leave me.
you will loose the fight you start with me, all over again.
you forgot, yourself.
don´t focus on me.
you can not lie to me.
my third eye is growing and i feel and understand you before you even try to judge or talk to me.
i will always protect my creativity.
like others protect their own children, like others protect their money.
i am here to experience and share my knowledge.
i am growing and growing.
my spirit is loving.
my spirit is radical.
not affraid of anybody. (i go get it)
(watch your back as a creative genius, they won´t understand you)
your best friends adore you.
the next day they tryna dash you.
my father is proud of me.
my mother is affraid of loosing me.
i return after 7 years and i see them smile.
they open their arms.
