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What if Your Heart Was Contained in a Box?

As I was journaling yesterday, I came up with an interesting metaphor. What if you could put all your hopes and dreams, feelings, including your defining moments, what you feel makes you you into a box? Basically what you put in this box is your world, your essence.

Anytime you become dismayed or you start to forget how far you’ve come, you can look in this box and be reminded of everything. Memories are potent, nostalgia is powerful but there’s nothing like actually being there. When you look in this box, it’s like being transported there and everything becomes clear.

Sometimes I feel really alone and by alone I don’t mean lonely. I just feel like no one understands me like I’d like them to. If I had this box then I could show them what I’m all about, then they might get it. Either they will get me or they will reject me.

If you had a box like this do you have someone in mind that you would want to show it to? At the risk that they will either chastise you or embrace you? Or would you keep the box locked up and never let anyone see it and keep your “treasure” to yourself?

You may feel alone in your world and that’s fine. You might remain and be the single inhabitant. Or someone may come along who wants to share that world with you. Who knows. Whether someone comes along and wants to share with you or not, it’s important that you stay true to yourself and never stop being you. By being yourself you will attract the right kind of people to you.

Side note: I couldn’t find an artist to credit for the GIF but it was too perfect to pass up. Wherever they are just know that it was put to good use.

The Soundtrack to Your Life

You ever watch a movie and think “wow this soundtrack goes perfect with this film,” something along those lines?

What if you had a soundtrack of your own that played randomly at certain moments of your life? Would it make your life better? Would those feelings be more intense?

Can you honestly say you have a soundtrack of your own?

What do you listen to when you’re sad? Happy? Depressed?

If I asked you right now to compile a playlist of songs that reflect the most vital moments in your history here on Earth, could you do it?

Do you know what song you would like to play at your funeral? Do you want people to be sad or happy?

I think the right song in the right moment can change everything. It can make that evening out something magical, that walk in the park all the more special.

Try making a playlist of your own. Pick the best songs you think best represent you. Write the soundtrack to your life and seize every opportunity!

Best wishes, everybody — the writer at Artistic Apathy

The Name Artistic Apathy and What it Means

The definition of apathy is lack of interest, enthusiasm, or concern. Hopefully I don’t have to define artistic for you, because even that definition varies among people. So, Artistic Apathy? What do I mean by that. Well, if it’s not already obvious, it means basically, no enthusiasm or interest for pursuit in the arts.

You may think that’s a strange name for a blog that’s all about art. Well, that moniker is somewhat personal.

I believe certain people have an innate desire to create. When that person is cut off from their creativity, they begin to deteriorate. This can happen in the form of a creative block, where no ideas are coming out or in my case, you could lose all sense of who you are and your purpose to the point where creating is the least of your worries. The very thing I was cutting myself off from could have been my saving grace.

Anyway, I see this as turning over a new leaf. This blog was part of that. The name is just to acknowledge that that was something I went through and still might go through.

I want to share something personal with you all now, and it relates to all this.

I wrote my first complete story in a long time. Albeit, it was a bit short but I was very proud of it. I used my own pain and experience to write it and I felt like I wrote characters people could really connect to.

I had to kill off one of my beloved characters for the sake of the advancement of the story. Their death triggered something within me and I cried actual tears. I had never been impacted by a story like that before and it was something I wrote. I knew then that this means a lot to me. It was the first real release I had in a long time.

If I knew then just how important my creativity was, it would have helped a lot. Thank you for reading. Till the next post.