• my struggles & values
• I. Private Art: comfortable growth at own pace
  II. Public Art: compressed, pressured growth; leaps if not abandoned; facing pain in public
  III. Mastery: establishing one's voice through one's chain of art (portfolio) = carving one's place in art
• A box is a beautiful frame until it becomes my prison. Mastery requires demolition, undoing, and liberation. Masters fly like birds, and so I, too, must let go and fly.

I'll End In My Heart:

I’m a back-to-earth kind of folk

Hitting the road with my songs

Zen walking, the music’s talking

I’m budding wonderful nonsense

Keep me afloat; carry both hands

Enter the mouth of a cave

No sigh to relieve, steely purpose

From solitude to service

I’m Zen walking; God’s talking to me

Take my hand, lead the way

No more rope; I am breaking apart

I’ll end in my heart

Take my life, lead the way

I’m no more; I am breaking apart

I’ll end in my heart

I’m a back-to-earth kind of folk

Hitting the road with my songs

Zen walking, the music’s talking

I’m budding wonderful nonsense

Keep me afloat; carry both hands

Enter the mouth of a cave

No sigh to relieve, steely purpose

From solitude to service

I’m Zen walking; God’s talking to me

Take my hand, lead the way

No more rope; I am breaking apart

I’ll end in my heart

Take my life, lead the way

I’m no more; I am breaking apart

I’ll end in my heart

I’m Zen walking; God’s talking to me

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• Creation plays by its own drum, balancing the scales. I am but a speck on my isolated road. There’s the world’s heartbeat, but mine beats differently. I am selfish; is that where I go wrong?
  Art restores my connection. Art reminds me to be humble. Art is my gift of union. When there is art, there is but one collective being. And I am it. And I am nothing. When I swim in art, I drown, and I am the water and its waves.
  Artist = Instrument Of Creation
  Art = Window To God
• Life shows me what I need to see, gives me what I need to have, takes what I need to let go.
• The only intelligent way to live is to surrender because how can I — a minute drop of creation — see the bigger picture?
  The greater good is the only good.

They'd Call Me 'Artist' In America:

Panic this, panic that.

Just an everyday Wednesday.

Connect the dots, looking back.

Pity me, Wednesday.

Waxing philosophic, someday iconic, an enigma - I am, I am, I am.

Poetic pursuits, idiot of creation, tied up like glue - I am, I am.

A highway, gateway, door to a nation that nobody knows - I am, I am.

Humble servant, giant fool, tortured soul.

They’d Call Me ‘Artist’ In America.

Panic this, panic that.

Just an everyday Wednesday.

When it works, it really works.

When it doesn’t, it doesn’t - stay in the game!

Waxing philosophic, someday iconic, an enigma - I am, I am, I am.

Poetic pursuits, idiot of creation, tied up like glue - I am, I am.

A highway, gateway, door to a nation that nobody knows - I am, I am.

Humble servant, giant fool, tortured soul.

They’d Call Me ‘Artist’ In America.

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• Your catalog is your calling card.
• Don't optimize your actions based on how people perceive you. Optimize your actions based on what's true to you.
• If somebody sees me in my songs, I've made a mistake.
• Why does my art exist? Not all art is equal. Do I stand in the way of art?
  When there is me in the song, something is wrong. Is it about me?
  Art is for self-healing until the scales tip. Then, art changes the world.
• Play like a child. Write like a child.
• 'One guitar, one voice' exposes all. Where can I hide behind no arrangement, collaborators, or fancy production? I feel exposed—my state of being undeniably captured. Where to put the fear? Where to hide the heart? One naked moment of truth—my mirror, my learning tool. Complete exposure. Learn to love it.
• Today's recording session was hard. It feels like I wage a battle against myself daily. Today, I won.
  My goal is to create new art every day, Picasso style. Why was he the most famous painter in the world? — His creative output? Why was he so confident in his ability? — He painted until painting became his identity? What is my identity? Will I claim it?

House Of Glass:

I'm a visionary, not a hoper, not a dreamer; you disagree

Call me romancer, idealist, castle builder, and that's okay

But it's me who's changing the world; impacts the masses while you're watching

From your House Of Glass

You're a worker; I've heard of those; work for duty is killing you softly

You're a worker of soul-draining work, soul-eating work; there's really no meaning

From your House Of Glass

We need an anthem, us creatives, us innovatives, we are a few

This is for you, for your hardships; you're the hero the world needs

This is a thank you for all that can't say it; stay starry-eyed

And break your House Of Glass

The rest of the world sleeps at the sidelines

The brighter your light shines, the more are watching

From their House Of Glass

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