It's a bit of a Balancing Act

There is a hope in me; that somehow, my work, somewhere, will touch somebody. Make them feel. Make them remember. Make them stop and contemplate. Art endangers the creator. It's like ripping off a piece of your fabric-soul, and trying to weave it into a pattern that will make sense to the rest of humanity. That is the goal at least. However, your piece can be regarded in such a frivolous manner. That piece of you was just verbally assaulted. Owwwch. Gha that hurts.  But I guess it's the same way with love. The good walks hand in hand with negativity, both egging you on to become better, and teaching you along the way. To become more. To feel deeply. And to communicate that in a moderately sensible manner.