It happens quite often when I'm on my own. I think I did it earlier today when I was trying to calm down mentally and letting bad energy out [which hasn't really visited me much booyah]. I take the time to inhale deeply and the same with exhaling, in still moments, in segments of solely sitting and clearing files in my brain. Every time I undergo this, I think of this quote that relates to listening to your breath instead of going against it or forcing its length.
Have you ever seen insanity where you later saw creativity?
Well I'll tell you what came to mind: art as therapy. I feel like painting was pretty popular to deal with coping in boggling situations. For example, The Scream.
So I went off subject, but I wanted to make the point of instead seeing creativity in insanity or in ruined things. All seems intertwined. Insanity provokes so many emotions.
Has your greatest fear ever come true?
Well, first I had to label my fears. I really couldn't pinpoint anything, but as of lately I talk about becoming monotonous or a robot. I suppose my fear would to give up on creating my imagination and developing my curiosity with a passion in me to learn and be enthusiastic. It's all definitely a habit that still needs to be practiced to become second nature, but it's a work in progress. My fear would to find no purpose and though I've stumbled upon it, it hasn't succeeded me, I don't think it ever will. Because for my mind to stop would be like the earth not rotating.
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