Sometimes, when a heavy investment in art is necessary--the timing is right, the preconditions are met, many flow states are achieved, but it takes time and creates a certain distance--you have to ignore your cats more than you usually do. That doesn't go over especially well. They're the original mass shareholders and predatory board members. They don't give two fucks about your aspirations. It's kind of funny. Good thing they're so tiny.
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What a depressing bunch of thoughts I had about corporate environments and what price does to value. Ugh. Ouch.
Well, people have to eat. And this world would not be this world without all the kinds there are filling and describing it.
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Daily rephrasing of long-held global folk wisdom achieved! On to rest of these bold spring days.
--JL
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