Fuck internet trolls, you be you, being
successful as a human being requires authenticity, tenacity, conviction, and
passion about what resonates to a vibrating core of the universe bursting
inside us. We all have impostor syndrome at some point, waiting for the adults
in the arena of the moment to point us out as a fraud or that we do not know
what the hell we are doing; that is normal; none of us know. But being true to
your art, your voice, that bird inside waiting to shake feathers all over the
floor and make some people uncomfortable, go there, be that, fly like you know
you were meant to and if arrows come from the ground beneath your wings, flap,
ascend and know it is not in the petty squabbles of men that goddesses
entertain their divinity but in the ephemeral wisp of art that inspires worlds
to faith and heroism, to love boldly, to bare one's pain vulnerable, to speak
audaciously, and to create from the marrow of heart; this is what artists do;
you be you.
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