Artist ( A Monologue)

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I want to boldly tell you; I am an artist. I’m sure you already knew that or at least suspected. I mean how can anyone really hide their creativity? I know I’ve tried to hide or ignore my creative side, wanting to be normal. I yearned for a quiet mind that could simply observes the world and did not have a need to share its beauty.

Yes, there was a time I wanted to be normal, but not any more. An ordinary life in no life for me and if it seems like my life is just like yours ask me what I’m thinking about. For you see I have worlds and universes living in my head. My mind is filled with lands of poetry, worlds of paintings, and many stories in many different universes. They are all just waiting to be created.

When I am at my day job tapping the keys of my computer part of my mind may be trapping dragons to get to the keys of a prison to rescue some royalty. While I’m driving home I am most likely also involved in an elaborate love affair that will tragically end Β when I park my car. If I am watching the sunset I am also memorizing the colors in hopes that I could paint it one day.

You see my mind is not a quiet place most of the time, which now I love. It makes my life extraordinary in an ordinary world. This is why I must boldly tell you; I am an artist. I’m sure you already knew that or at least suspected.

8 thoughts on “Artist ( A Monologue)”

  1. “…wanting to be normal…” It reminds me of the Superman, Part II Clark Kent/Superman identity crisis. He thought being a normal human would make him happy, but it inevitable kept him from his calling (helping humanity).

  2. I love thinking about others’ thought lives, trying to imagine the internal experience of others’ minds, and pondering how similar or dissimilar they may be from my own. Thanks for sharing some insight into yours. πŸ™‚

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