I saw a tweet from Elon Musk the other day; it was a drawing by artist Dadara (Daniel Rozenberg). The drawing was an encapsulation of the life of an artist. In the eighties, artists would spend most of their time on s*x, drugs, and rock and roll…and a little bit of time on making art. Today, artists spend the majority of their time on social media…and a little bit of time on making art.
Having lived the life myself, I will attest to the accuracy of the drawing.
I do wonder what young people are up to these days. I guess things haven’t changed much. We’re always trying to escape our obligations. Making art is rewarding, especially at the end, but the process itself isn’t always a thrilling ride through and through.
Being hit by a stroke of inspiration is fleeting. Inspiration is unpredictable, and it gives you a feeling you want to constantly experience, even though it is impossible to constantly live in a creative high. I think this is why so many artists are prone to falling into substance abuse as well as other distractions and coping mechanisms.
I wouldn’t say I’m an avid user of social media. But I have heard that social media gives you that rush, elation, and “high” that everyone these days seems to be chasing after.
It’s something we experience in moments of transcendence.
But life isn’t always euphoric. And even if we are to live in a state of pure bliss, that state must be found within us, not through external factors.
Since dopamine is so pleasurable, we can become addicted to the objects and behaviors that increase our dopamine.
Life will always have its ups and downs, and many of us have trauma from the past. If you refuse to heal your wounds, those wounds will keep festering until they rot your insides.
I had to finally take a real look at how much was rotting in my home when I realized that it was in serious danger of collapsing. I had previously seen but ignored all the signs: wings, mud tubes, and hollowing wood. I would ignore everything and pray that it would go away on its own. On the surface, my house looked like a 5-star hotel, but behind the walls and underneath the floors, everything was being eaten away.
Any issue in your mind or in your home needs to be addressed immediately. I now have annual inspections and organic termite treatments in Orange County in order to save my home from long-term termite damage. If you don’t remove them, these termites will relentlessly chew at anything made of wood, and they’ll even start new colonies in your home.
As a former wild child, I’ve retired to the hippie lifestyle. I like that my termite exterminator offers what I call “extermination for hippies”—an environmentally-friendly plant-based solution that removes termites using orange oil. Regular inspections and natural spot treatments have done wonders to help me avoid a situation where tent fumigation is necessary. PEACE AND LOVE!