You want WHAT ?!

As I sit here with my makers mark Manhattan on the rocks, I'm struck with a sudden twisting feeling in my stomach, acompanied by yet another realization about myself and my life...
Why do I want what I cant have but get what I don't need? I know I'm not alone with this perspective. Ladies and fellas alike... we always think we want something until we get it and wake up and realize that we want something else.
What about the few times that you are close to getting what you think you "want" but you don't get to actually "have" it?? Does that only add to the illusion of life playing a trick on you to keep you obsessed with making sure you get what you want? Am I running in circles here? Am I just chasing my own tail (tale)? Forgive the horrible puns and metaphors.. I cant help myself...
So lets have a toast. Lets raise a glass to what we think we want. May it bring us to make attempts to do the unimaginable. Lets raise our glasses to the people we think we "want" and to the people we think we "have". May they not break us, but chip away at us piece by peace and mold us into something stronger than we are. Lets drink to the songs that make us feel like we can get anything we want. Lets drink to the people that make us feel like we can achieve anything we put our souls into. Lets drink to the people who strip that inspiration away from us. Lets drink to ourselves.. for giving everybody around us that power which is so infectious there needs to be a 12 step program dedicated to it.
Next round is on the house.

Blood, sweat, tears or martinies?

So how's my life gonna be? Blood, sweat, tears or martinis? I guess it depends on what kind of martini you want. No dry vermouth.... I want the tears. Give me that top shelf "Ive been bustin my ass grindin all day and night cuz I love what I do" sweat... Stir gently as to not bruise the sweat cuz you can't put a fuckin price on it. Oh, and I'll have that up with 3 dashes of blood for the family. Cheers.

off.that.life.shit.

peace.
d.mottola

The True Believer

So, I'm reading this book called "The True Believer" by Eric Hoffer. If you haven't heard of him you should check him out and peep his story. Anyways, this book is basically reflecting on the nature of mass movements and breaking them down from different angles. I just read this section and it made a lot of sense to me as an artist trying to influence people around me. Check it out...

"...dying and killing seem easy when they are part of a ritual, ceremonial, dramatic performance or game. There is need for some make-believe in order to face death un-flinchingly. To our real, naked selves there is not a thing on earth or heaven worth dying for. It is only when we see ourselves as actors in a staged ( and therefore unreal) performance that death loses it's frightfulness and finality and becomes an act of make-believe and theatrical gesture. It is one of the main tasks of a real leader to mask the grim reality of dying and killing by evoking in his followers the illusion that they are participating in a grandiose spectacle, a solemn or light-hearted dramatic performance. Hitler dressed eighty million Germans in costumes and made them perform in a grandiose, heroic and bloody opera. In Russia, where even the building of latrine involves some self sacrifice, life has been an uninterrupted soul-stirring drama going on for thirty years, and it's end is not yet. The people of London acted heroically under a hail of bombs because Churchill cast them In a roll of heroes. They played their heroic roll in front of a vast audience and on stage lighted by a burning world city and to the music of barking guns and screaming bombs. It is doubtful whether in our contemporary world, with it's widespread individual differentiation, and measure of general self-sacrifice can be realized without theatrical hocus-pocus and fireworks..."

•.food.for.thought.•