Inevitably, the success to deliver a message comes from communicating properly. Which is a skill I don't possess.
I've tried, so far and in no particular order:
words,
images,
drawings,
doodles (oh wait, that WAS my attempt at drawing),
screaming,
singing,
mimics (very occasionally)
and some physical interaction (sometimes, when appropriate).
it doesn't help to have a thousand thoughts per minute. but hey.
Ok, maybe it is wrong. All interaction can be a distraction and you get a blurry view of your "oh-so-clear" intention, slowly blending in with the minors and majors of superficial and realistic ideas and yadda yadda.
My concern at the moment is my sanity. as it has always been.
paranoid... me?
And then, there's the fine line between just really being human and not accepting it. I wish I could ask a portrait of me painted by each one of my friends. Not a mirror, no. A mirror decieves, distracts. it's a trick.
A painting or anything created by people who knew me, a clear impression of what i might really come through as.
oooh, so dangerous. but might be satisfying. And with the pros and cons of savouring the truth and honesty of others, what would really come out of me?
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