Seriously.
I don’t know.
It’s weird, I know (get it)… I’m generally the guy who has “everything and more” (read this as if I’m mocking myself) to talk about.
So why is this?
My week has gone similar to a lot of my other weeks.
I was super productive.
I was un productive.
Then I reset.
Now I’m good.
As much as I felt like writing an article about how “I’M TIRED OF THIS PEOPLE,” I’m really not.
Failure grounds me. It keeps me learning. And as much as it might suck, it does make me a better person.
There were, with that said, some new things that happened this week.
I shot photos.
I had the hardest run of my life.
I became a poet.
And I came back home after 9.
“AFTER 9?!”
“WHO HAS ARIV BECOME?”
“WHERE IS THE ARIV I KNOW!”
I have no idea either.
But it felt right.
Now where was I.
Ahh, sounding like a philosopher and talking about the insignificance of my week which I’m going to turn into sounding super significant and make me feel like a very cool person.
Whoops, you weren’t meant to hear that part.
OK BACK TO THE ARTICLE ARIV.
I was really creative this week.
So creative that I decided to write an article about how my week was the same as other weeks even though it was real- wait what’s the heck.
I made a lot of poetry.
One in the form of a podcast, another in the form of a Stanford supplemental essay, and the other associated with this picture…
Here’s the poetry…
everything is stuck
in color
out of color
in-the-between
immovable, rigid, firm
is our state
one that getting out of
takes more than a break
Clap clap clap thank you very much (I now bow).
This piece was pretty representative of the crappy part of my week.
Even when taking something as simple as a photo, the emotion I felt displayed itself through the work I did.
And this is a little telling about something larger than just photography.
Our life’s work is contingent on the energy we put into it.
There have been studies done that show if you don’t think that the food you’re putting inside of you is healthy, you will be unhealthy. But if you do believe in it’s abilities, there’s a higher chance your body won’t lose as many stem cells (using these as a metaphor so don’t come at me) than you would otherwise.
The bottom line: the way we feel counts.
And it is represented throughout our lives.
We can’t get away from it simply by ignoring it.
We have to go for the root cause.
Only there will we find true comfort.
Inner peace, inner peace, inner peace.
Thanks Master Shifu.
This aspect of chi, chakra, energy, really is founded on real feeling.
Whether it’s “real or not” is up to you, but considering feeling dictates a lot of what we do in the world, I have a feeling that feeling itself is evidence enough.
So, and I’ve said this many many many times… NOTICE.
NOTICE HOW YOU FEEL.
NOTICE HOW YOU’RE BODY FEELS.
AND ACT.
ACT TO WORK ON IT.
ACT TO HELP DIRECT IT.
AND GIVE IT A CHANCE.
Because if you wanna become a Unicorn, figuratively or literally, you’ve gotta have a life to work for.
And making it real, 3D, and apparent is well worth the effort.