hello friends, fans, family, foe, liars, douchebags, lovers, and the like,
success, what does it mean?
i dunno, i mean, there is never any sort of feeling that you've fucken "arrived" at successes and fates doorway, it's just a nod of the head and a continual charge forward towards fucken oblivion, really.
people couldn't fucken care less, because they're wrapped up in they're own oblivion. So, what does that mean? Well, i guess that means, if you're at the stage where you're getting paid to do what you love to do creatively, instead of swinging a hammer, crankin' a wrench, diggin' a hole, smashing a cash register full of cash that ain't yours, hearing the clang of dishes, or generally some douchebag yellin' over your volume about what a shite job you are doing, then i guess you ain't fully realizing what you're potential is as a human being.
i've never, ever had that feeling that i've arrived, no, that's a fucken lie, when i got my first book deal back in 2005, when my life changed and i only look back in trepidation, i will never forget climbing the top of a mountain and playing this song by the datsuns........ever since then, it's been hell, but a hell i fight for every day.....
it was hazy daze on my mind ever since then, but it felt good to get that deal, to get that far, when most of my life i was told i'd never succeed and i'd be a failure. fuck them, those evil twats that said that, coz i see them now, and they're life hasn't changed, and my life continues to evolve, to grow, to see, to realize many things.
once was a failure, now seen ten times, twenty times, hell, a hundred times, a thousand times more than what i thought i would and anyone else would ever see, little wonder, my first book in 2005 was a memoir.
i remember reading on tour with all these geezers, who'd say to me, what gall i had writing a memoir in my early 30's. haha, i'd already lived 10 or 20 times they're lives, once they heard my stories, they shut the hell up....
now, i slog on, and move forward, because all the momentum carries me towards a future i want, and a future we'll all realize......
cheers,
cb.
this is a sight used to showcase aboriginal, indigenous art, music, writing, film, instructional videos, experimental videos, art, writing and more. i'm a filmmaker, musician, author, artist and dad in a small town making videos for the world and to share some knowledge, skills and have fun.
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Sunday, November 06, 2011
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
re: samuel sin
everyone likes to bounce, including myself..........we live in crazy times, but are they really?
sometimes, i wonder if the present intensity is just the same as any other epoch.
in the blink of an eye, a person's luck can change. for instance, i'm totally skint right now, but i've got two shows coming up, and figure there's no point in worrying. your luck can go up or down, it's just knowing when to quit betting and get out is the defining moment that'll save your ass.
changing seasons: i've waited so long for the warm weather and now, dare i say it, i've felt the winds change, and in the past week, the whole province has cooled off, you can smell it in the air. Fall time.
i wonder if time is getting faster as you get older, or if it's all in your head.
anyway, i'm back to making art, i'm pissed off and i'm not gonna take it anymore. time to shift my reality.
(without psychotropics or anything like that! ha ha!)
well, all the best, and i hope to see you down the road one day.......
cheers,
cb
sometimes, i wonder if the present intensity is just the same as any other epoch.
in the blink of an eye, a person's luck can change. for instance, i'm totally skint right now, but i've got two shows coming up, and figure there's no point in worrying. your luck can go up or down, it's just knowing when to quit betting and get out is the defining moment that'll save your ass.
changing seasons: i've waited so long for the warm weather and now, dare i say it, i've felt the winds change, and in the past week, the whole province has cooled off, you can smell it in the air. Fall time.
i wonder if time is getting faster as you get older, or if it's all in your head.
anyway, i'm back to making art, i'm pissed off and i'm not gonna take it anymore. time to shift my reality.
(without psychotropics or anything like that! ha ha!)
well, all the best, and i hope to see you down the road one day.......
cheers,
cb
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