you know what i wish someone would have told me? that being an artist, is a nightmare. I’m an artist, specifically a poet. And I’ve had conversations, and relationships with all manner of artists; performers, actors, sculptors, designers, writers, painters, musicians, singers, photographers, dancers, and other poets. we’re all artists of varying degrees, and yet, all our lives are somehow all riddled with nightmarish qualities. We all have stories to tell that live inside our chests, stories we’re dying to rip out of our souls. the mediums we choose to execute this, are different; but the results are always the same. we create art from our sufferings. I’ve always been a firm believer in equality of any and all kinds. for any cause or reason, and suffering is one thing we all do. All of the time.