In the end, I don’t answer to you.  I don’t answer to your boss, or to my boss.  I can do anything I want, so long as I am willing to accept the consequences of my actions.  

Tabloidism

What if they don’t like it?

What if they think you’re stupid?

What if you don’t make sense?

Why don’t the colors look the same here as on the computer?

What if I can’t do the pose correctly?

What if your just another perfectionist waiting for the right situation to happen, rather than taking a chance to make it?

People are creative, but there has to be more to it than just creativity,
In order to make it in this world, there has to be an ability to adapt or drive to continue, or some reason to succeed.

I have watched some of the most talented minds (maybe smarter than I am, maybe even more talented) only get to a certain point.  Maybe they lose steam, or they feel they need to take a hiatus. Then there is always the people who have everything and didn’t do a thing for it.

Whatever… I don’t judge that, and I don’t judge people for doing it, or not doing it. Life isn’t about being fair, life is about adapting to each situation to survive until the next situation.  Somewhere along the way, maybe you’ll get paid for what you do.

Sometimes people take their own time, take a sabbatical, and then come back to do what they need to do.  Or maybe that’s it.  Maybe it’s over. Sometimes people never finish what they start.  That’s just life.

People talk about selling out all the time, but what do they know?

They can talk all they want, but inevitably, unless we are the person doing it, none of it matters.

It doesn’t matter if you screw-up, it doesn’t matter if you piss people off, and it doesn’t matter if you are polite to people’s faces and curse them behind their back.
The only thing that’s important is whether or not you are fulfilling your dharma, your path… following that creative push within us.

Everybody is the pro – everybody is more successful, everybody is the top expert… everybody knows what I should do… well, no thank you. I hear you, but inevitably it is my decision.

People aren’t responsible for the outcome of my effort, I am.
There is no one watching us except our own ego.

In the end, don’t take me hostage because I don’t answer to you.  I don’t answer to your boss, or to my boss.  I can do anything I want, so long as I am willing to accept the consequences of my actions.

So what does it matter? What does any of it matter in relation to anything?

Maybe it doesn’t, but maybe it does.  Maybe all that stands in the way of making my life worth living is as simple as finding a way to do what I need to have done.  Maybe that will give me enough till the next situation.