Yesterday I started a recap of where my current daily writing experiment has brought me so far. I didn’t get to finish it, so today is a continuation of my attempt at a recap. As I mentioned, I started Day 1 by questioning the legitimacy of stream-of-consciousness writing, wondering whether writing for the sake of writing is even an activity worth pursuing at all. I decided that writing, even when it’s only for the sake of writing, is indeed worth it, and that my thoughts and opinions are as valid as anyone else’s, no matter how unorganized they might be. I mentioned that a lot of the thoughts that are constantly circling in my mind have to do with the eternal questions that have haunted mankind from its inception, questions about things which are seemingly way beyond our understanding. Having mentioned these eternal questions, I went on to explain how essential these ideas are to our existence as people, how these are the ideas that truly unite us as a species, that put our position in this life into perspective, and I tried to bring the reader’s attention to just how silly it is to limit our exploration of these subjects to some college philosophy course, or to a blind belief in any one religion. This idea got me started on the topic of just how much more appealing it is to me to simply learn things on my own time, as a student of life itself, learning from the experiences that make up my own personal journey, allowing myself to be swallowed up by constant, ever-changing, waves of curiosity, so to speak. I did my best to detail the struggles that arise when a very creative person attempts to live life on his or her own terms, defying the acceptable structures of a world which values discipline and specialization in order to succeed, instead choosing to just dive in to everything that truly inspires them. I also mentioned the duality of life, and how the purest creative concepts can become corrupted when they get mixed up in the world of business, in the world of money and the pursuit of material success. I outlined a very annoying problem, which is that, in order to make a living from your creativity, and therefore have the necessary free time to keep on creating, to keep on living life on your own terms, you have to try really hard to play the success game, the game of material gain. Human beings who set out to be artists in order to express everything they feel to be true and important within themselves, everything inside which they feel is pure enough to share with the world, end up running a business, having to navigate a legal and financial landscape which is taking them, little by little, farther and father away from their originality, from the spark within themselves which motivated them to create in the first place. Creation itself becomes secondary, art becomes a product, and that’s when everything starts going downhill. As a rapper, this idea brought me to hip-hop, and that’s what I’ve been discussing most recently, analyzing hip-hop as a genre of music as well as a culture, pondering its place in the world, and what constitutes negativity or positivity within it. I think this paints a pretty accurate picture of what I’ve been writing about so far, and I’ll try to get back on track tomorrow, and continue my writing from that point.
If you have a few minutes please check out my instrumental song ‘divine dreams.’ I appreciate you!
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