(I would also like to take this time to say, I forgive you, Mrs. Alma Martinez of Gregory-Portland Junior High school for telling me, "The will is there, but the ability isn't." I remember that, 13 years later. It's not your fault you were as bad at teaching as I was at algebra. I might have failed algebra, but you failed your students. I just have to live with the fact that I can't find the value of X. You have to live with the fact that you left deep scars in people during their most tender years.)
But anyway. If it wasn't for that "teacher," I never would have found the motivation to write. Even if nobody read the 70 page story I produced. And it begged the question to me, does it matter if nobody notices a creation? Is it enough that imagination took place? Writing for writing's sake? Music for Music's sake? If nobody ever listened to Beck's Odelay, would it diminish the fact that they created something nobody had tried before, put it together and suffered painstaking thought processes for the sake of imagination?
I don't know why this album made me think of that. Perhaps too many artists are so preoccupied with trying to "make it" or finding themselves in the world and becoming famous that they forget first and foremost, it is most important to create. Who cares if other people read, listen, or see it? And so, I've decided that at all costs, I will write once a week. Just for myself. So perhaps I will blog more from now on.
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