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sky rockets in flight

bro it ain’t usin someone for sex if you sincerely respect em as an artist. in the context of mutual admiration between two artists even mutual masturbation can become the epitome of transcendent love where the boundaries of the soul dissolve into a new chemical-reactive cosmos.

Y'all for real please do these. Even if you're certain your posture doesn't suck. One day you will wake up with impinged shoulder pain like I did and let me tell you it fucking HURTS. Do these exercises even just once a week and it will make such a difference. Especially my fellow creatives out there, stop shrimping over your work and go do these right now. RIGHT NOW.

think where a lot of my past collaborations, mentorships, brotherhoods, friendships, grail and non-grail romances spiraled into ash and dust was i had cultivated a keen ability to admire an artist while respecting and remaining sympathic and critical about them as people, hence i could simply see and react to dormant things while maintaining the stable, but unspoken distance necessary to keep the empathic cognition engine of my studied compassion running… while they simply could not reciprocate, nor even notice the effort.

8.5/10