are you scared?

i know why i usually fall for the artist type. you know. we like to idle away the hours, and go mad with work at the odd hours of the day. we don't function well with set schedules. we don't do well with having to do things all of the time. the idle time is vital for the time of creativity. some call it lazy. oh, laziness is so underrated. you think you are doing something when you watch tv? you think you are doing nothing staring at the wall? i stare. i have stared. my eye used to disappear from view where there was nothing left but white. it freaked them out. so they fixed it. said it was a weak muscle. but it needed a break from looking. it wanted to see what's on the inside. now they force me to always look on the outside. like the others. like you. who judge me from the outside. there is no time anymore to look on the inside. but if you care to know me, look on both sides. but you have to be a bit like alice, follow the rabbit. run down some dark corridors. but then you may never return from them. does that scare you? if it does, you best stay away. love is not for the weak.

don't trust what your eyes can see. trust how it feels.